Chapter 59

• Damon went downstairs, long after the house had gone quiet. He sat at the dining room table, his laptop open but his focus kept drifting.
• He glanced at the stairs, half expecting Raven to come down again for her nightly ice cream ritual. She’d been doing it for weeks now, sneaking downstairs after everyone had gone to bed, sitting alone in the kitchen with a bowl of ice cream and her tears for company.
• And right on cue, Damon heard the soft creak of the stairs.