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~Lisa's POV
I froze, my tears caught between us. My body stiffened at first, my mind screaming, but then his warmth broke through. The anger in his kiss wasn't for me; it was desperate, raw, aching.
When he finally pulled back, his forehead rested against mine. His breath was hot and uneven, his voice rough, trembling.
"Stop tearing yourself apart, Lisa. Please. I can't stand it. Not from you."
My lips parted, but no words came out. My chest rose and fell too fast, my tears still streaming silently down my cheeks.
Behind him, I could feel it, the weight of their stares. Rowan and Kael were still by the door, not moving, watching us. I didn't even have to look. Their presence was heavy, sharp, almost bitter in the air.
Damon finally turned his head a little, his jaw tightening. "Go," he said firmly, not looking back at them.
They didn't move. I heard Rowan shift, the sound of his boots dragging slightly on the floor. Then his voice came, low and tight.
