Brian didn’t even hesitate.

The message popped up while he was standing by the window of the temporary apartment, coffee cooling in his hand, city unfamiliar and quiet beneath him.

Damian:

I know this is a lot to ask. Please. I need Elena’s address. What country did she relocate to?

Brian read it once.

Then again.

He didn’t reply.

He watched the little read receipt appear under the message, felt a strange satisfaction bloom in his chest, and calmly tapped Block.

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