DAMIEN'S POV
The drive back from Simon’s house was quiet. Tiffany sat in the passenger seat. I could smell the anxiety rolling off her in waves.
"Damien?" she said softly after we'd been driving for about ten minutes. "I need to go back to my hometown for a few days."
I noticed the way she was staring out the window instead of looking at me. "Is everything okay?"
"Yes, it's just... my aunt isn't doing well. She helped raise me after my parents died, and I should be there for her. I know the timing isn't great, with everything happening with you and Sophia, but-"
"Go," I said immediately. "Family is important."
She turned to look at me then "Really? You don't mind?"
"Of course not." I shrugged "When do you leave?"
"Tomorrow afternoon. The flight is at three."
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