Raquel smiled despite herself, then sighed, relaxing the muscles she didn't know she'd been tensing. She caught a brief flash of gold from the corner of her eye, and looked over, seeing the two interlocking rings and the gold chain. Oh, God. She looked back to the screen, mentally kicking herself. How could she be so stupid? Of course he cared for someone else, or had once before at least. What else could the rings mean? She refocused on the film, and now that it was at the 'finale' stage, things were more bearable to watch, not as 'jump-out' and freaky. She ran over her thoughts in her mind, trying to figure things out.
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Damon's eyes widened at the gash on her arm, and he darted forward, almost picking her up when he pulled her good arm, taking her off of the railing and tugging her towards the house, opening the door in front of him before walking in, instantly headed for the nearest hallway, which led to the main bathroom. "I love how you told me that about ten minutes after we got here," he muttered, then sighed, shaking his head.
{{Wow, Sabbath. Way to overreact there. xD}}