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Damien's POVThe video ended, but the silence it left behind seemed to consume the entire room. I stood in the middle of the living room with my phone still clenched tightly in my hand, staring at the frozen image on the screen.Aveillie's frightened face looked back at me, and every second I spent looking at it felt like another knife being driven into my chest. My knuckles had turned white around the phone, the pressure so intense that my hand had begun to ache, but I barely noticed.Across from me, Julian sat motionless on the couch, leaning forward with both hands clasped together as he struggled to process everything we had just witnessed. Allen's voice still echoed through my head. The threats. The demands. The sight of my daughter standing beside him. Rage spread through me like ice water in my veins, cold enough to burn."What do we do?" Julian finally asked.The question hung in the air between us, but I couldn't answer

Damien POVEverything had been perfect just a few minutes ago.For the first time in years, it finally felt like my life was returning back to me piece by piece. Evelyn was beside me again. The hatred between us was gone. The distance was gone. I was finally going to meet my daughter properly today.My daughter.Even thinking about it still felt unreal sometimes.I had spent years believing I lost everything that mattered to me, only to suddenly discover that life had secretly kept a part of my heart alive somewhere else.And now…Now this.“Evelyn!” I shouted immediately as her body went weak.The color drained completely from her face before she collapsed. I caught her instantly before she could hit the floor.“Evie!” My voice came out rougher this time.Her hand twitched weakly against my shirt before her eyes closed completely. Fear punched through my chest so

Evelyn POVHaving Damien in my arms all through the night felt like something I had spent five years trying not to want.For the first time in years, I slept peacefully without anger sitting in my chest like poison. No revenge, or misunderstanding, or pretending not to love him. His heartbeat was steady beneath my cheek, and for a few seconds I just listened to it, let it convince me that this was real, that we were real, that the worst of everything was finally behind us.I stirred slightly when I felt soft lips press against my forehead.“Good morning, Evie,” Damien murmured against my skin.A small smile found its way onto my lips immediately as I opened my eyes slowly. He was already awake, sitting up slightly beside me, his fingers brushing gently through my hair like he still could not believe I was truly here with him.Honestly, I could say the same thing.“Good morning,” I whispered lazily.

Sophia POV“Julian… so you have been Damien’s friend all this while and I did not know?” I yelled, staring at him like he had personally offended my entire bloodline.Julian looked caught immediately.“Sophia, calm down first. It is not like that. I just did not think it was the right time to say it yet but…”“But what?” I cut him off sharply before he could finish. “But you did not think I deserved to know? Or what? I was not important enough to tell something this big?”His brows pulled together instantly. “Sophia, that is not fair.”“No, what is not fair is me standing here finding out accidentally that the man I have been talking to all this time is best friends with Damien Blackthorne.” I folded my arms tightly. “Do you know how ridiculous that sounds?”And then, right on cue, a tiny dramatic voice entered the conversation.“Exactly,” Aveillie said casually from the couch while eating popcor

Allen POVThe safe house felt suffocating. The curtains were drawn tightly, the lights dim, the air thick with cigarette smoke and tension. Somewhere in the corner, water dripped steadily from a leaking pipe, the sound slow and irritating, like a countdown to something ugly.I sat on the couch with the tablet resting in my hand, my eyes locked on the live press conference playing across the screen.And there he was.Damien Blackthorne.Standing confidently behind the podium like prison had done nothing except sharpen him.The cameras loved him, the reporters practically worshipped him. Even now, even after everything.Micah stood a few feet away from me near the window, arms folded tightly across her chest as she watched the screen nervously. She kept glancing at me every few seconds like she was waiting for me to explode.Honestly? She was right to worry.A reporter suddenly asked, “M

Damien POVThe prison gates opened slowly with a heavy metallic sound that somehow felt louder than it should have.Only one week but somehow it felt longer than that. Maybe because too much had happened in those five days. A marriage that almost shattered completely. Truths that should have been spoken years ago finally dragged into the light.And Evelyn.My chest tightened slightly at the thought of her.The morning air hit my face as I stepped out, and immediately I spotted the two idiots waiting beside the car like they were welcoming some celebrity returning from a world tour instead of prison.Charles leaned lazily against the car with sunglasses on despite the sun barely being out properly yet. Julian stood beside him scrolling through his phone with one hand inside his pocket.Charles looked me up and down dramatically the moment he saw me.“Finally,” he said with a long sigh. “You gave y