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~AUTUMN~ Atticus leaves me inside the room to speak with Damon. I quickly get dressed, and when the door opens again, he's the first person I see. I stopped moving and possibly stopped breathing as well. I see the panic in his eyes. Whatever Damon just told him has him almost hysterical. What could have possibly happened? Did his parents change their minds again? Did we have to leave? There were many questions racing through my mind, but I couldn't find my voice to ask any of them. I somehow knew that it wasn't that simple. "What's wrong?" I demand as I walk towards him, finally regaining control over my body. I thought we would finally have a night together without something horrible happening, but I was terribly wrong. "They're coming for you." He says in an almost restless