Damian pov.
In the car, I sat behind the wheel while Lira took the passenger seat beside me. Eloise sat quietly in the back, scrolling through her phone like always. The silence at first was strange and heavy.
Lira hadn’t said a word since we left the room. She just stared out the window calmly. I glanced at her hand resting on her lap, then gently reached over and held it in mine, giving it a light squeeze.
“Babe... are you alright?” I asked softly.
It didn’t feel weird calling her babe anymore. She is mine now, and I'm not planning to let her go.
She turned to me with a small smile. “Hmm... I’m okay.”
That smile. God, it always had a way of calming my nerves.
“Wow, So no one cares about me anymore, huh? I left my father’s house, you know.... I need more love than anyone right now.
