DAMON FOX
Maia finally came to her senses and returned to this corner of reality, approaching me and supporting herself, as if she were about to fall. I held her hand, wrapping it completely and ensuring that she remained stable, regardless of whatever destabilized her. She breathes a little faster, something only I notice, by the rhythmic movement of her lap. Her cold hand holds mine firmly and she manages to smile, despite her entire body seeming absolutely against it.
“Damon!” The Hidalgo couple soon approaches with Isobel, all very elegant and their daughter acting naturally as if she hadn't tried to marry me.
“Miguel, Helena, I'm glad you came.” I greet my future client and his wife, paying attention to Isobel, because it's essential to keep our relationship stable.
“Isobel, it'
