Damon’s POV

I couldn't believe they were Nora's words but her handwriting, the familiar scrawl was proof that they were.

My eyes focused on the words, scanning them carefully and wishing that they were not true.

I had another nightmare today. It sucked me into the past, reminding me of the torture I had endured at the orphanage. I screamed but there was no one who came to the rescue. No one ever did. And I hated that I was still shackled to the past. I hated that there was no one I could ...