I needed to get out of this house.
Away from Damian. Away from his mother. From this tight stranglehold, they were trying to have on my life.
But the thing was there was nowhere else for me to go.
And Damian knew that.
Once I put Leo to bed with a book, I paced the small apartment so my mind wouldn’t race.
I needed a plan.
I couldn’t sit here and wait for Damian to determine my fate.
But all roads lead back to the same bitter fact: I was broke, homeless, and had no real way of putting up a fight against his influence.
Maybe I could run again, but after everything, would I be able to?
Would he let me?
I shook the thought away.
I was not his prisoner.
I refused to be.
A knock on the door caused me to freeze.
I knew who it was before I even twisted the knob.
Damian loomed in th
