Chapter 23

• Damon:
• The packhouse was quieter than usual, the weight of unspoken words thick in the air. I moved through the halls, my mind preoccupied with the responsibilities I had to handle, yet no matter how much I tried to focus, my thoughts kept drifting back to her.
• Everything about her presence angered me even more than I wanted to admit. Even the idea of her being in the same place as me was one that I did not want to believe, I did not want to accept nor acknowledge.