Damon’s POV
I can’t believe I’m doing this. But here I am, listening to Sienna’s voice, her manipulations sinking deeper into my skin like a poison I can’t seem to shake. She knows exactly how to get to me, how to make me doubt myself, and more than that, she knows exactly what buttons to push to make me question Winter.
I should’ve been stronger. I should’ve walked away from Sienna the minute she started playing these games. But there I am, tangled in her web again, unable to escape.
Sienna’s words echo in my mind as I drive to Winter’s apartment. I want to be there for Kai, for Winter, but it feels like every time I try, something pulls me back. I’ve given too much of myself to Sienna in the past—too much of my time, my trust, my emotions—and now it feels like Winter is slipping away
