Damon's phone vibrated in his pocket. He dreaded answering the call and waited a few seconds, before reaching for it. His mood was already off because Alexa was avoiding him.
" Hi, Carmen." He said rubbing his temple with his fingers.
" Hey, you sound drained, should I call another time?" she asked concernedly.
" No, just work. Shoot." Damon replied, not moving off the bed.
" Uhm. I heard Danielle called earlier."
" Yeah, she said mama went to the clinic again," Damon answered. " Don't sweat it, I didn't tell Lana anything. She's already had her hands full with Logan; I don't want to make her worry."
" Oh yeah, about the whole Logan situation…" Carmen said.
" Don't start, I already got a lecture from Dana. I'm not apologizing." Damon added.
" You should've hit him harder,"
