Chapter 50 Chapter 50

ANNA'S POV

I froze.

My brain short-circuited. My hands felt like blocks of ice. My legs refused to move. The chair next to me sat there innocently, untouched, mocking me. It had the audacity to exist and expect me to sit on it.

I couldn’t.

I just… couldn’t.

I didn't know why Damon wanted me to ...

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