Damian's POV

The hallway outside Evelyn’s room was quieter than earlier, but the house still carried a low hum of activity. Maids moved with soft footsteps, carrying folded linens, warm towels, baby supplies, making sure everything was perfect for the newborn and the recovering mother. Damian had stationed himself outside Evelyn’s room for most of the evening, stepping in and out only when absolutely necessary.

Everything that has happened in the past few days had shaken him more than he ...