Aria's POV
Immediately, I knocked on Damian's door.
He opened it in ten seconds. Black t-shirt. Sweatpants. Hair slightly messed, jaw shadowed. He looked like he hadn't been sleeping either. That shouldn't have made me feel better.
It did, slightly.
He read my face before I said a word. Stepped back from the door.
I walked in.
I told him everything standing up because sitting felt too settled for what I was carrying. Gabriel's call. The man outside who hadn't moved. The staff member sent to the door. Cassian's name delivered like a calling card at two in the morning to my father's room.
Damian listened without moving.
When I finished he went very still..
"He used Gabriel," he said.
"I know."
"To reach you."
"I know, Damian—"
"After threatening him.
