C21 When things make no sense
(Damon's POV)
I sat on the bed, my back resting against the wall, thinking about how close to miserable I had become.
Every single thing about me was a lie, and even in my own house, I felt pressured.
I felt choked.
Somehow, I felt like I was being tied down and forced to do everything I didn’t want to.
As much as I tried to get rid of the way I felt
