Winter’s POV
The quiet is almost suffocating.
Damon has been here for a few days now, trying to ease into this life with Kai and me, trying to figure out how to be present without overwhelming either of us. It’s strange how quickly things have shifted between us. There’s a part of me that’s relieved, and yet there’s another part that feels like I’m standing at the edge of something huge and unknown, waiting for the ground to give way beneath me.
We’re sitting at the kitchen table, me with a cup of coffee, Damon across from me, his hand wrapped around a mug but untouched. The silence stretches between us, neither of us saying anything as the weight of unspoken words fills the room. Kai’s playing in the living room, his laughter an innocent soundtrack to our quiet.
I glanced at Damon, st
