Warning: Mature content
PRISCILLAS POV
"Priscilla." Mary smiles at me. "How are you feeling today?"
Throwing a fake smile to my therapist, I reply. "I'm okay today." I look down, digging my nails into my skin. A bad habit of mine.
She leans forward. "Are you really? You seem nervous." I stay quiet. I hate when people see right through me.
I blow out a breath. She's just doing her job. I'm the one who decided to start talking to someone when I moved here almost a year ago.
One week from today marks one year.
One year since I ran.
From the love of my life.
"Priscilla, dear? What are you thinking?" Mary brings me out of my thoughts.
My head snaps up. "Just thinking about him."
She nods understandably. "What about him?"
She knows. I told her everything. It's not like she can go to the authorities.
That's right. The police can't do anything when it comes to the freaking mafia.
Everyone knows who Damon Stefano is. It's no secret.
Mary crosses her legs, leaning back. She analyzes me. "Priscilla, are you scared?"
"Yes." I answer immediately.
"What frightens you about him?"
Digging my nails further into my skin, I look up towards the ceiling, as if asking God for help. "I know he'll find me. Sooner or later." I mumble.
"Why do you think that? Because of the note?"
The note.
A shiver runs down my spine.
"Priscilla." I look up at her. "You've never told me fully about that night. At least, in order." She puts the tip of her pen to her lips. "Do you think you're ready to do that?"
I pause. Knowing it'll be hard, and I'll probably start choking up.
It's something I should do. I need to get it off my chest.
I sigh, as my mind wanders off to a dark place.
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(FLASHBACK)
Walking to Damon's house from Claire's place, I curse at myself.
"My best friend forgets about our girls night just because her manipulative boyfriend decides to come over and whip his dong out." I scoff. "Unbelievable."
Claire better make it up to me!!
I huff, walking to the gates. The guards immediately let me in.
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The Million Dollar Man
RomanceA shiver crawls up my spine. And my confusion has come to an end. Damon was here. I know it. I reach for the note, and open it fully. And that's when the panic sets in. Knowing that he was here when I was sleeping. Yet not knowing how long he sta...
