Ariana’s POV
Somehow for some odd reason, I felt as though Damon been waiting for my entrance, as though he knew I’d be coming.
But I couldn’t place my hands on exactly what I’d seen as it had moved away from my line of sight. I walked up to the desk, where he sat, watching me with tentative lens.
“Why did you leave?” I asked.
Usually, I’d push aside his several strange practices but the state I was in wouldn’t let me.
“I had something to do.” He replied simply.
I wanted to ask him what it was that made him leave my side especially after he was well aware about Bach but this wasn’t the time, I needed help, quickly.
“Bach is missing,” I began.
“I’m aware.”
My teeth gritted together, “I went to his dorm and his roommate told me that Bach had been summoned by the principal in the mor
