The day Damian Cross came home, lights burned the whole length of the drive at Vale House.I stood beneath the portico, my gaze settled on the gril behind him.She wore a white dress and peered around his shoulder like a frightened deer.Damian stopped in front of me. His voice was rough when he said, "Vivi."He was thinner, darker, and several new scars crossed his face.I managed a smile and stepped forward to embrace him.He shifted aside and drew the girl forward."This is Lila Hart," he said. "She saved my life down south."My smile froze.At the welcome-home dinner, my father sat at the head of the long table and watched Damian with open satisfaction. Marcus Vale didn't hand out approval often."You did well," he said. "Name your reward."Damian set down his glass, left his chair, and led Lila into the center of the room. They knelt together in front of my father.Damian didn't look at me. His eyes stayed on the man he called Boss."I don't want a reward. I have only
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