"You're back," Tara said and closed her computer quickly.
I nodded, ignoring Kyle who walked in after me, and headed towards Damon. Damon wrapped his arms around me as he hugged me. He kissed my hair and pulled away, giving me a once-over.
"Are you okay?" he asked, his eyes searching mine.
I nodded. "I'm fine."
I touched his face out of concern. "You didn't get hurt, did you?"
He shook his head and glared at Kyle. "Why's he still here?"
I turned to look at Kyle whose face was full of bruises. Tara walked towards him, a first aid bag in her hand.
"You didn't have to beat him up so badly, Ivy," she scolded and I stared at her in surprise.
"He shot Damon," I said.
Kyle glanced at Damon and scoffed. "Too bad he's still alive."
"What'd you say?" Damon asked and stalked towards him.
"You heard me," Kyle said, facing him squarely.
Damon huffed and shoved a finger in his face. "If it wasn't for Ivy…"
