Chapter 73

Damon

The halls were quiet.

That kind of eerie quiet you only got in the dead of night, when the rest of the world slept, and all your thoughts came crawling out of whatever pit you buried them in during the day.

But I knew that now they were quiet after Giovanni’s visit. They were afraid that they would end up treasuring someone or something within the house, and they knew better than to play with that game, especially right now.

I stood outside Isla’s room for a while, staring at the faint light spilling under the door.

I hadn’t meant to come here. I had seen her earlier, I did not need to come and check on her now. But knowing that she was here… I couldn’t help but find myself wanting to come back. Hell, I told myself I wouldn’t. I told myself I’d give her space. That I didn’t need to know what she was doing or thinking every second.

But clearly, I was a fucking liar. And a bad one too.

I raised a hand, meaning to knock… but stoppe