Damien’s POV
I rush to grab my cell phone. I can hear it ringing, but I can’t find it. Checking the pockets of my pants, rummaging, trying to get back to Mia quickly as I can. The ring is driving me crazy, getting louder, then lower. Searching my drawers, searching the bed, my eyes scanning everywhere. “On top of the entertainment center, love!” Mia shouts from the shower, my eyes shoot to where she instructed. Bingo! Zipping and answering the call on the very last ring. “Hello! Hello!” I say, clearly scattered. A woman’s voice on the other end, “Damien?” She asks.
“Yes, this is Damien.”
“It’s Elder Sasha.”
“Oh, hello Sasha, I didn’t recognize the phone number. How are you?” She ignores my pleasantries.
“Damien, we need to talk.” With the sound of her voice, a lump grows in my th
