Ring ring...
Ring ring...
"What's wrong?"
"I've been trying to get ahold of Damon since last night. He said he'd call. He hasn't."
Svetlana sat down, phone still in hand. Her mother took a seat beside her, saying nothing at first.
The house felt still. Morning light was coming through the curtains, but it didn't do much to settle the unease.
Ashley arrived not long after. She walked in with her jaw tight, steps quick, her expression unreadable until she dropped her bag and sat across from them. She didn't greet anyone.
Svetlana didn't ask questions. She didn't need to. She just kept staring at her screen.
She wasn't panicking, but it didn't feel good either. Damon said he'd check in. Said he'd call. That was hours ago. There were no texts.
He didn't usually go off the grid like this, especially not after promising he'd call.
She stayed quiet. Still waiting and checking. Still trying not to let her thoughts run ahead of the facts.
