LOGINTHE REVELATION(Damien's POV)"Damien, what did Eleanor do? What did she do to that poor woman?"I was taken aback by Serena's question. How did she know any of this?"Serena, how do you know about the body? I just found out myself minutes ago."There was a pause on the other end of the line. Then Serena said, "That doesn't matter right now. What matters is finding out if it's Michelle. Damien, please tell me it's not her.""I don't know yet," I admitted. My voice was hollow. "My private investigator is heading to the scene now to find out more information. But Serena, how did you hear about this? Who told you?""I have my sources," Serena said evasively. "The important thing is that we need to know if Michelle is safe. If that body belongs to her, then Eleanor has gone too far. Way too far."I sank into one of the dining room chairs. My legs felt like they could not support me anymore. "I confronted Eleanor about it. She denied everything. She claims Michelle got on the plane to Swit
THE DISCOVERY(Damien's POV)I had not slept at all after Serena hung up on me. I had lain in bed, staring at the ceiling, her words playing over and over in my mind.When was the last time you were a man instead of a puppet?At six in the morning, I gave up on sleep. I got out of bed, showered, and put on a suit. My eyes were bloodshot and my hands were shaking, but I forced myself to go through the motions.I needed to do something. Anything. I could not just sit around waiting for Rufus to call me back.I went downstairs to the dining room. Eleanor was already there, reading the newspaper and sipping her morning tea. She looked as composed and elegant as always. Victoria wasn't back from her trip. That was good. One less person to deal with."Good morning, Damien," she said without looking up. "You're up early.""I couldn't sleep," I said."Guilty conscience?" Eleanor asked. There was a slight edge to her voice. She was still angry about last night. About my threat regarding Marcus
THE MORNING AFTER(Serena's POV)I woke up to the sound of Isabella's laughter coming from the kitchen.For a moment, I was confused. Then everything from last night came rushing back. The visit from Lysander and Helena. The revelations about Elena. The phone call to Damien. All of it crashed over me like a wave.I groaned and pulled the pillow over my head. I did not want to face the day. I did not want to deal with any of it.But Isabella's laughter rang out again, high and sweet, and I forced myself to sit up. Whatever chaos was happening in my life, my daughter still needed me. She still needed breakfast and clothes and love.I dragged myself out of bed and looked in the mirror. My eyes were red and swollen from crying. My hair was a mess. I looked exactly how I felt. Exhausted and broken.I splashed cold water on my face and tried to pull myself together. Then I put on my robe and walked out to the kitchen.The scene that greeted me made me stop in my tracks.Lysander was standin
THE WEIGHT OF TRUTH(Serena's POV)I ended the call with Damien and sat in the darkness of my bedroom, my phone still clutched in my hand.He had sounded exactly like I remembered. Weak. Uncertain. Full of excuses.Nothing had changed. Almost two years had passed and Damien Blackwood was still the same spineless man who had let his grandmother control his life.I wanted to throw my phone across the room. I wanted to scream. But Isabella was sleeping in the next room and I could not risk waking her.Instead, I buried my face in my hands and tried to control the rage burning through me.After Lysander and Helena left my apartment an hour ago, I had paced my living room for a long time. Elena had tried to talk to me, but I told her I needed space. She had retreated to the guest room, probably to cry some more about how sorry she was.I could not think about Elena's betrayal right now. That was a wound I would have to deal with later. Right now, all I could think about was Michelle Wood.
THE CALL FROM THE PAST(Damien's POV)I closed my eyes and tried to sleep, but my phone buzzed.I sat up immediately, my heart pounding. Was it Rufus already? Had he found something about Michelle so quickly?But when I looked at the screen, the number that appeared made my breath catch in my throat.I knew that number. I had dialed it a thousand times. I had saved it, deleted it, and saved it again more times than I could count.Serena.Serena was calling me.My hands shook as I stared at the screen. The phone buzzed again. Why was she calling me at two in the morning? Was something wrong with Isabella? Was my daughter hurt?Terror gripped my chest as I swiped to answer. "Serena? Is Isabella okay? What happened?"There was a brief pause. Then Serena's voice came through, tight and controlled. "Isabella is fine. She's sleeping."I let out a breath I did not know I was holding. "Then why are you calling me at this hour?""Because I need to talk to you about something urgent," Serena sa
THE BREAKING POINT(Damien's POV)“If he doesn't leave this premises, I will have him assassinated."The words hung in the air between Eleanor and me. I watched as the color drained from her face. For once in her life, Eleanor Blackwood looked genuinely shaken."You've lost your mind," she said finally. Her voice was quieter now."Have I?" I asked. "Or have I finally learned what it takes to survive in this family?"Eleanor stared at me for a long moment. Then, without another word, she turned and walked out of my study. I heard her footsteps echoing down the hallway, growing fainter and fainter until they disappeared entirely.I sank into my desk chair, suddenly exhausted. The adrenaline that had fueled my confrontation with Eleanor was draining away, leaving me hollow and shaking.Had I really just threatened to have someone killed? Had those words really come out of my mouth?I put my head in my hands. I did not recognize myself anymore. The man I used to be, the man who believed i







