Chapter 83

• Isabella
• I turned around to see Damon, completely livid; it was evident in the way he was panting for breath. I didn't realize I was standing until I was halfway on the journey to him from my chair. Relief flooded me the moment he rested his head in the crook of my shoulder and breathed in my scent.
• "Where are they?" I said as I leaned into his embrace. Suddenly, Damon's shoulders started to quake. At first, I thought he was laughing, but the feeling of liquid on my shoulder told me it wasn't. We stood there for a while until he wiped his eyes and looked at the man behind me.