Aria's POV

The week following the confrontation in the dining room had been a blur of high-stakes work and a strange, electric tension that followed me everywhere. Damon hadn't come back. After that night, he had retreated back to Brenda's house, likely fueled by a mixture of wounded pride and the righteous fury of a man who forgotten his own sins. I didn't care. The silence in my home was no longer lonely; it was liberating.

When Lina finally touched down from her trip, I felt like I could ...