Damon's POV
I look at her and she lifts her head up allowing our eyes to meet. And they instantly lock...I can’t help but be amazed by the power of her gaze.
Sarah: You are the one who... bought me?
Her voice comes out as a cracked scared whisper.
Damon: I was the one who bid for you and won, yes.
Dark brown eyes stare at me and her lips quiver softly as if she's freezing.
Damon: What is your name?
Sarah: Sarah.
Her answer is simple, short, and even a little bit reluctant. She is answering me because she has to, not because she wants to. For a moment I feel like trash for even taking a part in a situation like this, but then again I know for a fact I was the only one who meant no harm!
Damon: Sarah it is.
I say her name out loud and it seems like it is meant to be heard from my lips, and it does sound just right!
I take a step forward and she takes a step backward.
Damon: Hey, I know you are scared but I am not going to hurt you.