The city below was quiet for once, bathed in the soft glow of the morning sun. The events of the past weeks — the threats, the attacks, the near misses — had left scars, but inside the Draven penthouse, a rare peace settled. Damon and Sarah moved through the rooms slowly, savoring the stillness that had been impossible for so long.Alex ran ahead, his small feet tapping across the polished floors as he inspected the newly decorated living area. “Mommy, Daddy, it’s like a castle now!” he exclaimed, twirling in excitement.Sarah laughed, picking him up and spinning him gently. “It is, Alex. But it’s more than that. It’s our home, safe and ours. And we’ll keep it that way.”Damon’s gaze softened as he watched them. The weight of the past months — the constant threats from Katrina, the relentless planning, the sleepless nights — seemed to lift, if only for a moment. He crossed the room, sliding an arm around Sarah’s waist, pulling her close.“We did it,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to he
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