Bianca’s POV

The house was quiet, maybe even too quiet.

For the first time in days, there was no chaos of the news or Damein constantly hovering around my life.

It was just me, sitting in the middle of the silence I’d been craving for so long.

My fingers ran over the rim of my coffee cup as I sat curled up on the couch, my thoughts circled on one thing.

Tomorrow, everything would change.

Tomorrow, Nathan Hayes’ empire would crumble, for good this time.

Everything is ...