Damon POV
Kalilah was acting strangely. Well, strange for Kalilah at least.
I don’t know if she knew she was acting strange, or if she was aware I figured out something odd was going on, but the fact was, she was acting weird.
“You okay?” I asked, frowning when she nodded.
“Great.”
Even with her being blind and a piece of fabric covering her eyes, the lower half of her face did give her emotions away. Most wouldn’t notice it, but I wasn’t most people.
Her posture was different, too, a subtle shift in the way she moved. Usually, there was a natural grace to her steps, a confidence in her stride. Tonight, she was hesitant, as if she were walking through a fog I couldn’t penetrate.
“Hey,” I said softly, falling into step beside her. “You’ve been quiet. Everything okay?”
She hesitated,
