From then on, I stayed in my room and avoided Ryan whenever I could.
Something seemed to have gone wrong on Damian's side. The situation outside grew more unstable by the day, and unease hung over everything.
I spent every day worrying about him. Gradually, Ryan stopped occupying my thoughts.
Late one night, I came out of the shower and was drying my hair when brakes shrieked outside.
I froze, went to the window, and opened the curtain. Several black SUVs had appeared in the parking lot below, lined up across the exit and blocking it completely. Their doors opened at once. Men in black suits got out, moving fast and heavily. One look told me they were trouble.
My heart dropped. The towel slipped from my hand.
Before I could react, the door burst open.
Caleb rushed in first, his face
