The new treatment center seemed impersonal and clinical with its clean walls. But there was a glimmer of hope for Carl in them. He would confront Damon on this day, equipped with the truth about Emily and a fervent request for forgiveness.
Beside him, Angela was a quiet rock of strength. The last few days had been a blur of feelings: Emily's loss, a feeling of closure, and the terrifying prospect of this meeting.
Damon sat with his back to them at the window as they were escorted inside the room. Compared to the haughty man they had known in the past, he seemed thinner and more vulnerable.
Carl said, "Damon," his voice full of anxiety and resolve at the same time. "We need to talk."
Damon turned slowly, a cautious distrust lighting up his gaze. With a caustic tone, he spat, "What do yo
