Silas's POV
After replying, I blocked that shithead. Just as I did, a sudden knock on my door startled me.
"Silas."
It was Damon's voice. I quickly stood up and opened the door.
"Yes, Mr. Damon? Why are you here?"
"Did something happen?" Damon asked and his was looking worried.
"Huh? What could have happened? Nothing happened."
Why is he suddenly asking if something happened? Wait… is it because I ran back into my room?
"Mr. Damon, I was just really tired. That's why I came back to my room, so don't overthink it."
As I spoke, I noticed his gaze shift to my phone before he turned back to me.
"Silas, you know you can tell me anything, right?"
"Mr. Damon, there's nothing to tell you."
Of course, I solve my own problems, so obviously, I won't tell him.
