Namara's POV:

Dinner continued, and I ate slowly, my mind drifting to the plans I had made with Alexander and the weight of what was coming. My thoughts were a jumble of questions and answers that didn’t quite fit together, and I felt more alone in that moment than I had in days.

When I felt I had had enough, I stood up, pushing my chair back with a quiet scrape. Damien immediately stood too, his expression too eager, too insistent. “I’ll come with you,” He said, following me as I ...