LUCIA'S POV.

“You did not." I say but just comes out as a whisper. "You did not." I mumble again.

Damon unwraps himself from the kids and walks towards me. He steps closer to me, too close for my comfort and looks at me. His breath is fanning my face and I look down, blushing.

“Let's go." He whispers and takes my hand in his. Emma holds Damon's hand while Evan holds mine. I can clearly tell that Emma is daddy's girl, but I don't complain. I like this, my kids bonding with their dad and Damon trying to make up for his absence the past few years.

"Look mommy,...