Damon's POV

“What is wrong with you?!” I screamed at Emily as soon as the car door closed us from the outside world.

“I don't think I know what you mean.” She replied, looking out her window.

“I think you do.” I said to her, “And I'd very much prefer if you looked at me while we're having a conversation.”

“I did not think this was gonna be a conversation.” Emily said.

“I can't believe you.” I said. “How did we get here?” I asked

“I'm sorry.” She apologized.

I didn't expect it.

She picked at her nails, and looked so hard at them while at it. But her calm...