25: A tightrope

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Willow. The moment Damon walked out of the hall, the air that was heavy inside the room followed him like a storm cloud. I didn't even think before my legs started moving after him just like instinct or something even deeper. Rael fell in line beside me a bit later in that quiet and cold way like always and none of us said anything as we moved through the corridors. The clacking of our boots echoed against the walls. I kept my gaze forward but I could still feel the heat of Rael's presence beside me like a reminder. We were both Damon’s seconds but we hadn’t been able to look each other properly in the eye for days now. Too many things unspoken with too much weird tension like we were walking across a frozen lake and waiting for it to c***k beneath us. It wasn’t supposed to be like

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