Sasha’s POV “How dare you?” Damon barged into the living room, his eyes flashing with rage at me and ruining my celebration.“What did I do?” I feigned ignorance.He snorted, narrowing his eyes at me. “You know what you did. You wouldn't be drinking wine if you hadn't done something.”I rolled my eyes, making known my annoyance. “Can’t a girl have wine without a reason?”“Not the kind of girl you are.”I snapped, setting the wine glass on a stool beside me before scowling at him. “What kind of girl am I, Damon? Tell me. A vengeful, bitter, obsessive, vain and selfish one? Don't you get tired of the name calling? I am and it has gotten boring. Let's find another pastime to stimulate our senses, Damon.” I sighed, picking up my wine glass and taking a long satisfying sip before saying my next words. “FYI, Damon, I'm having wine because I have a craving for it.”“Of course, you do. Nora just got arrested.”I arched my eyebrows at him. “As she should. Why is that my problem? How does that
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