The lake house was quieter than it had ever been.
Not because there was nothing left to say.
Because every conversation now ended with the same conclusion.
They had to go back.
Vivian zipped the last compartment of her overnight bag before looking around the guest room.
Only a week ago, she had arrived frightened, confused, and certain her life would never be the same.
She had been right.
A gentle knock came at the door.
"Come in."
Damien stepped inside.
He glanced at the packed suitcase before meeting her eyes.
"Ready?"
"As ready as I'll ever be."
He nodded.
"We leave in an hour."
She hesitated.
"Can I ask you something?"
"Of course."
"If returning puts you at risk..."
"...why are you going?"
Damien smiled faintly.
"Because hiding stopped being about survival."
He lo
