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Damon's POV

The night air was cold, the lack of humidity had drained all senses of comfort that one could find in the night, or maybe it was because I'd been sitting outside here for more than two hours waiting for Lyla and the old woman to be done with whatever they were talking about.

"I said it! I said it!!" Ashley yelled as she and her brother, Tunde, walked towards me