The warmth of Damian’s hand seeps into mine, steadying me, even though my mind is a mess. My pulse is quick, my breath uneven. The weight of everything settles on me, threatening to drown me where I stand.

I try to focus on what he said, on the way his voice sounds so reassuring. He believes in what he’s done and what’s built. And yet, I can’t help but still feel like an outsider looking in. My entire world is not like I thought it was and it hasn’t been for weeks. The more I find ...