C83 He's coming

Date = 15 August

Place = San Francisco (where the haunted house was)

POV - Damion

Then it hits me. The bag. I raise both hands. “Stay here … don’t go anywhere … okay?”

“Where the hell would I go, stupid?!” she snarls.

Fair point.

I sprint to the front of the truck and grab the hospital bag and a blanket from the back seat. Thankfully