Damon was a broken man. There were times when he didn't always think so, but it had been so long now, those cracks were old friends. He had new cracks now. "During that whole week when I was not exactly my most charming self, I slept with her."
He wasn't looking at Enzo, instead finding his gaze on nothing except the drink in front of him. "Before you say anything, it wasn't about you. It was something that had been coming for the last couple years. That week just pushed it. I didn't mean to hurt you."