79. PROMISES

~ Violet ~ - - - - - One Week Later - - - - - “Sweet girl, wake up,” Damon’s warm and husky voice coaxed Violet out of her sleep. She stirred in the bed, under the sheets, refusing to open her eyes.  “Wake up, love,” Damon said again. “I want to show you something,” Violet was intrigued. Slowly, she pried her eyes open, mumbling, “Mmhmm?” “Hey,” Damon’s handsome face was the first thing she saw when she opened her eyes. It was impossible not to smile when he was looking at her with those dark piercing eyes. “Hey,” she croaked. Her voice was still coarse since it was so early in the morning. “Do you know what day it is?” he asked. Violet thought for a second before replying, “It’s the fourth of July,” “Which means?” “It’s my nineteenth birthday,” As it turned out, Violet’s birthday fell on the same day as the nation’s independence day. Some people might be annoyed having to spend their birthday on the same day as the national holiday, but not Violet. She didn’t mind seeing fireworks, ea