link Damon&Elena - Don't Hide
“Stefan?” I asked as I opened the boarding house front door. Nobody answered.
“Stefan, bạn there?” I asked again, but still received no answer. Suddenly I felt someone stroking my hair. I whirled around, but saw no one there. I turned back around, I froze. Damon was standing right in front of me, our clothes nearly touching. He was staring right into my eyes, a small smirk lingering on his lips.
“You scared me,” I said, walking towards the living room.
“Sorry,” he said, following me, sounding not sorry at all. I could almost hear the sarcastic...
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