Chapter 60 Shifting Priorities

• My apartment was quiet. My life for months had become a whirlwind of chaos - Ethan, Damon, the hustle to continuously try and control a situation. Now Ethan had distanced and Damon's demands were hanging in the air, an unsaid threat. I did nothing but have time now: time to reflect, time to think, time to breathe.
• I sat on the couch, gazing out of the window at the skyline-the city below bustling with life. Yet here I was, feeling more alone than ever. It wasn't that kind of loneliness arising from physically being alone, though. It was deeper; in ways, with every inch in my race for freedom and power, a part of me was lost, bit by bit.
• What was it, really, that I still wanted?