104. The Distance I Chose.

DAMON'S POV

Leaving the city where Sadie and Daven lived was the hardest thing I’ve done in years.

Every instinct in me wanted to turn the car around to see them again, to make sure they were safe, to just… breathe in the proof that they were real.

But I couldn’t. Not yet.

I had to be discreet. Careful. Because if my suspicions were right — if Theo was truly working with my father to eliminate me — then knowing that Sadie meant something to me would put her and Daven directly in their line of fire.

And I couldn’t risk that. Not again.

If they discovered how much she still meant to me, or how easily that boy had carved his way into my chest, everything would spiral out of control.

So I did what I’ve always done best — controlled the narrative, one move at a time. No mistakes. No traces. Because the stakes weren’t just mine anymore. Their lives were on the line.

I needed to calculate everything with precision — every step, every word, every silence.

When I went to the city where Sadie l