Chapter 50: Searching
Damon POV I had no idea what was going on when I walked in on Ottilie and the others. Her face was as white as a sheet, Noah looked furious and Harry looked devastated. Like he'd just killed his favourite dog. "Are you ok?" I looked down at her as we walked quickly outside, "you look like you've just had some awful news." She laughed bitterly before taking my hand in hers, "something like that," she said quietly, "there are so many ghosts here Damon, I just don't know if I'll ever be able to totally ignore them." She gripped my hand tighter as her eyes glistened. "Ghosts can always be laid to rest little wolf, you just need to make your peace with them," I kissed the top of her head as we paused at the edge of the forest. She nodded a little and then forced a smile. "What did you wa
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