I was not aware how much time had passed, with me huddled on the ground with my knees pressed tightly against my chest to calm down my thunderous heart, until a pair of feet stopped right in front of me.
My eyes snapped up to look at...
Damien.
"Oh, it's you."
He laughed as he helped me up to stand on my two feet.
Luckily I was not wearing any heals. After I almost broke my ankles and a couple of vases, and nearly fell out the window, Florence decided that heals and I were a dangerous and deathly combination, and she decided to settle on the matching sandals with small little butterflies on them.
"Is it just me or are you disappointed to see me?" He nudged me in the elbow as he asked me with a small smile on his face.
"Yes." I let out mindlessly before my eyes widened and I hurried to correct myself.
"No- it's just- you were not the person I was looking forward to."
".....ouch."