I feel like I’m going to be sick. I feel nauseous, looking at those words. Seeing my shocked expression, Damian takes the phone away from me, throwing it back to his brother, and gently kisses my forehead to comfort me. He is just as agitated as me, but I can tell he is trying hard to control himself right now, so I keep him close, my hands on his chest.
“It’s okay, Nora, I’ll find who the hell did this, I swear.”
His words are burning with anger, but he is still worried about me. I shake my head, slowly processing everything I just saw and heard.
“I can’t believe it… Is Liam okay?” I ask, trying to control my breathing.
“He is okay, Nora, no one was there when he came up,” says Nate.
“It happened in the afternoon. Everything was normal when I went there earlier,” Bobo
