"Something does not seem right with that girl," Rita was the first to point that out as they assembled for a meeting in her office.
She intentionally didn't get to meet at home so there weren't chances of Nessa or whatever she was at the moment eavesdropping on their conversation.
"We have to do something before it's too late," Charles said.
"Damon?" Rita called her son who seemed to be distracted, "Damon!"
"W-what?!" Damon looked up, startled.
"Were you even listening to what I was saying?"
"Sorry, I was...." he doesn't even know anymore. Damon was stressed up and one couldn't blame him. In less than two weeks, he had returned from the dead, and now, there were possibilities of his girlfriend being possessed.
How had he known? Well, there had been their suspicion ever since that day she nearly drowned. The way she had behaved around her mother and there came the message from Aimee.
