Chapter One Hundred and ten

Ariana's POV;

It was past 8pm. Dinner was long done and over with. Damien had his dinner up in his room long before everyone else because of his medication and to my surprise he did not ask for too much of my attention. Throughout the day, he hadn't requested for my presence, not even when he needed my help. It was strange but a bit relieving.

I was currently talking to Brianna about bringing Mico over to the house the next day because Damien had agreed to letting him in.

"Alright. I'll see you guys tomorrow." I said and dropped the call.

Barely two minutes after, another call came through. It was mom.

"Hey mom."

"Ariana, darling, are you close to Damien?"

"Uh, no. Is there something you want to tell him?" I wondered why she didn't just call him instead.

"I just wanted to check on him. I feel like he's not okay and I've been trying to call him since. I'm too tired to walk over to your side of the house."

"Oh. I'm sure he's okay." I said, casually dismissing her worries.

"Neve