Carl didn’t even look back as he rushed down the steps to meet his mother. She was already waving her arms like a hurricane, calling his name as if the world depended on it. Damon lingered by the door, still frozen in place, his expression dumbstruck. My heart skipped a beat at the sight of him standing there.

I adjusted my silk robe, the fabric sliding softly over my skin. My hand lingered at the sash for a moment longer than necessary, and I felt Damon’s gaze burn into my back as I ...