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Chapter 4: A moment too late

"It's uh, wonderful to meet you too Damien." You said, smiling back. Wow, was he gorgeous... You could go on for eternity about how perfect he was. "So tell me, does somebody as enchanting as you have a partner, perhaps a boyfriend or girlfriend?" He asked, inching just a tad closer to you. "Oh no, I haven't been in a relationship in a while." You answered, staring into his eyes. They were a sharp icy blue with an abnormal soft glow to them. 

It was almost hypnotic. "Well if you're available, perhaps we could go to dinner this evening? My treat of course." He offered, taking your hands in his. It made you shiver. Why were they so frigid? Your mind told you to decline, to pull your hands away and just run. Yet your heart said otherwise, everything about his eyes, his smile, his..face. It was all so beautiful, so alluring, so secure, so..familiar. It was practically impossible for you to decline.

 You were hanging onto his every word. "I'd love to go out with you, Damien." You answered, smiling at him. You exchanged numbers and parted ways for the time being, but you just couldn't wait to see him again. 

You entered the manor giggling while texting on your phone. Your joy faded when you were met with Mark looking at you. His face was a mix of concern and disappointment. "Where have you been for the past half an hour? You said you were going to help out but you just disappeared. Plus you've been acting weird since you got here and avoiding me." You frowned. "Is it your business?" You questioned, glaring at him. "..What? I guess not but it'd be nice to know at least. Look, whatever's going on, you can tell me. We're still friends." Mark said, his tone becoming reassuring. 

"Oh please, don't act like you still care, Mr. big-shot YouTube star." Mark's eyes widened a bit. "Is that what this is about? You're being dramatic." You shoved him aside. "I don't wanna hear it. Now if you'll excuse me, I've got a date to get to." You said, looking at your phone again as you started walking past him. 

Mark took a glance at the profile picture of whoever you were texting. His face paled. "Look, I'm sorry if I made you feel left out or anything of the sort. But I don't think you should go on that date." You ignored him and just continued walking upstairs.

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Mark stood nervously, thinking about what he should do. There was no way he'd found his way back again, right? He put his hands into his pocket and his expression paled. Everything in there was gone, except his phone. 

But how the hell- the apprentice.