Damon’s POV
I couldn’t shake the feeling that Winter was slipping further away from me, even as I tried to break down her walls. She was battling something, and I didn’t have all the answers yet. But every day that passed, I could see the cracks beginning to form.
When she saw the message from the unknown number, I saw the terror in her eyes. It wasn’t just fear for herself—there was something deeper, something tied to her past.
I had to help her. But she wasn’t letting me.
The therapy session started the same way it always did, but today, there was a heaviness to it—more than usual. Winter was distracted, glancing at her phone every few minutes like she was waiting for something, but what?
“Winter,” I said, trying to catch her attention. “What’s going on?”
She looked up, her lips pr
