Chapter 81

Talia groaned in frustration and sat up from the bed, running her hands through her short hair.

"What do I do now?" she yelled at the empty room, lying back down on the bed with a huff.

The door opened as if in response and she sighed. 

She knew it was Damon without looking, his soft footsteps were easily recognizable. His woody scent traveling to her nose. 

She did not move from her position on the bed, staring at the ceiling with a bleak look. 

"Hey," he said.

"Hey," she muttered back yet her voice was flat. 

He closed the door and walked further into the room. "What's...