Aria's POV
It was Lady Duran. She walked onto the balcony carrying two glasses of juice. "I've been looking everywhere for both of you."
I accepted one politely. "Thank you."
She smiled far too knowingly. "I'll leave you two alone." She immediately turned and disappeared before I could object.
I blinked. "Did your mother just..."
Damon sighed. "Yes, she did."
I almost laughed. "She's trying to trap us together."
"I'm well aware."
Lydia snorted. His mother has no subtlety.
"I told her to stop. I told her you will accept me back in due time," Damon admitted. "She refuses."
I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, keep dreaming."
As if to prove his point, another servant walked onto the balcony. "My Lady requested that these desserts be shared." He placed one plate between Damon and me, then left.
