Chapter 134: Whiskey

[3rd POV—Damon]

While he listens to the sound of the ice clinking against the side of his glass, Damon observes the golden liquid as it moves around the bottom of his glass. It has been hours since Cara departed with the man who looked much like her father, and despite the fact that Davien tracked down the automobile that the man drove, they couldn’t get to her.

Felicity had told them to let her daughter do what she wants. She came to him of her own will, and she will come back to them once she learns the truth.

Surprisingly, she handled it well after a couple minutes of looking at the monitor where the man had standing, watching her from afar while she was at the dancefloor with an old business friend of Richard. Damon don’t know what was going on inside her mind, but he could see the longing in her eyes, the way her fingers twitch as though she wanted to hold the screen and touch the man’s face.

“You know that’s not him, Mrs. Davidsons.” He told her, to ensure that she will stay gro