Date = 25 December
I need a f*****g X-mas miracle.
Place = San Francisco (Uncle John’s house)
POV – Damion
My brother smacks me between the shoulder blades the moment we enter Uncle John’s place, the sound sharp in the cold air.
“Go get her, man,” he says, nodding toward the house. “I mean — look at you. What’ve you got to lose?”
He’s right. Without her, I’ve already lost everything. And when you’re standing at zero, there’s nothing left to protect.
“I just hope she listens.”
Jackson snorts. “Yeah, good luck with that. That’s my bullheaded sister you’re talking about.”
He claps my back anyway, a quiet show of faith. And he’s right too. She is stubborn. But so am I.
And if she won’t listen, I’ll make her — because she’s worth the fight, every last round of it.
“She’s in there,” E
