Chapter 22 - The plan

Damon’s P.O.V.

Day 9. With every passing day, I grew weaker, I lost a little hope each time the sun set without Mila by my side, but it seemed like I was the only one. No one else had lost hope, every morning they would check in with any piece of information they had, they were clinging on to every detail. “What is the point anymore?!” the room fell silent. “Why are we even doing this, we have nothing! She could be anywhere, anywhere at all in the world and we would never know! Why are we even bothering with this false hope anymore” I broke down. I was trying to accept that she was gone, and my heart ached. “Damon, there is no such thing as false hope. Hope is all we have. And while ever there is those of us who love her, and want her back, then we will never give up hope. And I am ashamed of you. You of all people. Who never once left her side, when you were 7 she went to spend the week with her grandparents, and you followed her the whole way and slept outside their garden, 8 years