Damion slowly stepped on the gas this time around as Bianca guided him into putting the gear in reverse. As he guided the car out of the compound, Bianca had taught him how to work with the gear in her car, and soon they were cruising downtown.As he drove, Bianca connected her bluetooth to the car’s speaker and started to sing along to the music. Damion glanced at her once in a while to see her head thrown back, her hand fisted in front of her mouth to resemble a microphone and she was belting the lyrics, singing along.He smiled as he concentrated fully on the road. This was the first time he was seeing Bianca in her element, happy and carefree. And the realization brought him happiness too.He stopped the car in his old apartment. “Where are we?” Bianca asked, opening her eyes once the car stopped.“Welcome to my compound. I need to go in and change from this suit quickly. You didn’t think I was going to go get ice cream in a five thousand dollar Italian suit, did you?” he asked, r

Damion walked into the office he saw Bianca disappear and he found her on a queue wanting to pay for the rides. He walked up to her and pulled her away.“What are you doing? You just made all my hard work amount to nothing, now I’ll have to queue at the end of the line all over again.” she whined as she crossed her arms over her chest and when she was done talking, her lips pursed into a pout.“Come on. I saw an arena where we could watch the racers on the other end, and if you don’t mind I'd really love to watch a race or two before getting the tickets,” Damion remarked, pulling her as he stalked to the other end of the establishment.She snatched her hand away from his, and squinted her eyes at him.“You’re not using this as a tactic to avoid competing with me, are you?” Damion laughed as if she just said the most ridiculous thing. “Come on, why would I do that?”“Well, because you know I would beat you,” she replied, so confident in her skills. “Babe, even if I was to compete with

Bianca got to the register before him and sat down on a stool, turning to look at him with a superior look in her eyes.Damion looked at her skeptically, debating if he should question the look in her eyes or just leave her be. “What is that look you’re giving me?”“Well, I got here before you. I feel like that's an omen, signifying how the race will go.” Bianca stated, feeling proud of herself and Damion shook his head.“That doesn’t mean anything, I honestly doubt you could beat me even if you tried with all you’ve got. Besides, I thought we were a team competing against the other guys,” He asked, raising an eyebrow to challenge her. “Of course we are a team. I was just saying, you know.” She turned towards the register, and Damion knew that was the end of the conversation.He moved towards the register and purchased their tickets, after which they were led into the changing room. Daimon watched Bianca breeze through the clothes in the hangar as she ignored them and headed towards

Damion didn’t want to leave her alone but he needed to get home as soon as possible. He had planned to go to the Lance Mansion to update both Bella and grandfather about the progression of the situation.Bianca opened the passenger side door and climbed down as Damion removed his seat belt and came down after her. She was already halfway to the garage door when he caught up with her. “Bianca baby, come on. Don’t be like that, please…” He grabbed her by the arm and turned her to look at him. There were tears in her eyes and Damion was already feeling tired from the amount of times she had cried today.Is this what happens when a girl has feelings for you? She just cries all the time or what is happening? So many confusing thoughts passed through his mind as she clutched at his shirt and sobbed.“I don’t want to leave you either but you know we can’t be together tonight. It’s just not possible.” If Bianca heard anything Damion said, she didn’t show any indication of it. Damion sighed

The morning sun streamed through the window of Damion's room, casting a warm glow over his cluttered desk and rumpled sheets. But despite the brightness of the day outside, Damion felt a heavy weight pressing down on his chest as he dragged himself out of bed.Bianca should be getting to Paris now, he thought as he sighed.His heart felt heavy with sorrow as he went through the motions of getting ready for his lecture. Every step felt like a struggle, every breath an effort to push back the overwhelming feeling of sadness that threatened to consume him.As he made his way across campus, Damion couldn't shake the feeling of hopelessness that squeezed his heart of all happiness. Thoughts of Bianca filled his mind, her laughter echoing in his ears as he remembered their conversations and most especially, their shared moments.Although he knew that Bianca's decision to pursue her modeling career overseas was the right one, that didn't make it any easier to accept.Lost in his thoughts, Da