Nathaniel : Pov.The second I saw Damien through the window, my blood ran cold.Vanessa stood frozen beside me, her bag still in her hand. I didn’t waste a second.“Bedroom. Now,” I whispered.She moved quickly, slipping inside and closing the door as quietly as she could. I scanned the living room in a panic — the second glass on the counter, the faint trace of her perfume, the way the throw pillow was slightly out of place. I shoved the glass into the sink, straightened the pillow, and forced myself to breathe before I opened the door.Damien stood there in a dark jacket, looking far too relaxed for someone who had just shown up unannounced.“Nathaniel!” he said with a wide, friendly grin, stepping inside like he owned the place. “Man, I hope I’m not interrupting your quiet evening. I was driving around and thought, why not bother my best friend?”“Not at all,” I replied, keeping my voice steady even though my heart was slamming against my ribs. “Come in. Always good to see you.”He
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