Chapter Two hundred and one - The Price of a LieDamon's POV I was in the middle of a meeting with the elders when my phone buzzed.Cara.Again.I silenced it at first. But it kept ringing, over and over until I excused myself and stepped outside.“Damon,” her voice came through, strained and breathless. “It’s my stomach again. It hurts badly. Please… please come.I clenched my jaw.She'd done this before — the same shaking voice, the same gut-wrenching anguish — always at the precise moment that something important demanded my focus. But this time, she was even more desperate than she generally was."I'll be there," I said, already walking away from the packhouse.I couldn't leave her. Not with everything going on.By the time I arrived in her room, she was curled up on the couch, clinging to her stomach and breathing softly. A tray of cold, untouched food sat nearby. The curtains were drawn, the room dark and stale.She looked up at me, her eyes full of tears. "It's worse, Damon."
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