We reached the mansion after a long, silent drive.
“Dami… I need to grab some of my notes and books from the study,” I said, trying to sound casual.
“Yeah, go ahead,” he replied, eyes on his phone.
“I’ll be late. Got some work. If you need anything, call me. We’re staying here tonight. Your essentials are already in our room. You’ll be fine, right? Alex’s in the office — some emergency. But he'll be back.”
“Of course. I’ll be in the study. I’ve got assignments to finish. Just… let me know if there’s any update on Rob. I’m worried.”
He leaned in and kissed me — slow, comforting, like a promise wrapped in warmth.
Then he left.
Time slipped away.
It was midnight already.
Still no sign of Damon.
I couldn’t sleep.
I couldn’t tell if it was the worry gnawing at me for Rob… or the abse
