Samantha

I felt something warm touch me and I saw Damien next to me. Irritated by what he said earlier, I rolled my eyes

"You slept for so many hours, have lunch." He spoke softly. Is he trying to intimidate me to keep quiet? If that is what he wants, I won't.

"I'm not hungry," I replied as I turned my back at him.

"Can we talk?"

"About what?"

"About this bond. I know you are now desperate to leave me and return home. The fortune teller will open her tent by tomorrow. We can visit her again."

"Is that all you want to say?"

"Yes. I made grilled chicken...