~ Violet ~

For the next few hours, Violet could only pace back and forth in anxiety. People didn’t have to tell her, but she already knew. Damon was coming home. And he was most likely angry as hell.

“Was it really that big of a deal?” she tried justifying herself, pacing around in the library with Talia sitting in front of her. “All I did was use my phone to call my brother…”

“Sweetie, when Damon’s given us an order, there are reasons behind it. You don’t ...