33|Yes or No

~Elena~

Standing by the open window, I watched the city move at its pace with a creased forehead. The humid air gradually plummeted, and clouds blanketed the skies. I sent Damon a message, asking him if he was okay ten minutes past seven. It’s eight p.m., and still no response from him.

He was the one who asked me out. I wonder what happened to him.

My phone rang. My fingers fumbled as I answered