Winter's POV
I just stood there, my thoughts spinning in a chaotic mess. I couldn’t stop thinking about Damon. His eyes, the way they lingered on me, the way they’d narrowed when I mentioned Kai. Does he know?
The question refused to leave my mind. The way he’d asked about Kai today—it was too pointed, too specific. It wasn’t the first time he’d asked, but today there was something different in his voice, something that made my stomach twist into knots.
I had never wanted to hide the truth from him. In fact, I never meant to keep it from him for this long. But as much as I wanted to tell Damon, as much as I needed to—something always stopped me. The truth would shatter him. It would tear us apart. I could almost hear the words in my head, the things I was afraid to say. Damon, Kai is yo
