I went back to my car with a heavy heart. She said no. Bella Davis was actually rejecting me! The same girl who had been crazy about me. Who shoved all those love letters in my hands. Did my words affect her this much?I should just forget about her. This was a blessing. She was gone.No...

Bella's POV.He used to say my freckles were like sprinkles of sunshine, and I shouldn't be self-conscious about them. So I wasn't. I took everything he told me to my heart. He was my biggest supporter. My best friend.Elijah.

"Don't do this to me, Bella. I need you!" I said and looked at her desperately."No," she looked at me, unwillingly to change her mind."If I don't have the boardwalk, I won't be able to build more hotels!" I exclaimed.

"You'll have to come out eventually," I laughed. I felt bad for teasing Bella so much, but it can't be helped."Nope. I live here now," she said."Stop being silly. Just come out, and I'll take you home," I said.

Okay, I'll admit it. I went back and reread the letter so that I could mess with her. It was too much fun to watch her squirm and turn red like a cute little tomato. It's not like she was all innocent. The things she wrote in that letter made me blush too.I might've gone too far by touching her like that at the movie theater, but she didn't look like she hated it either."Sorry, guys, the refill line was long," Damien whispere