DAMON’S POV
The faint glow of the screen lit up the darkened patio, my comment still sitting there beneath Violet’s post. It wasn’t much—just a few words—but it felt like I’d cracked open something I hadn’t touched in a long time. Vulnerability wasn’t exactly my thing, but with Violet, it felt different, easier.
I set the laptop aside and closed my eyes, letting the cool breeze wash over me. The night sky was clear, stars scattered like tiny pinpricks of light, but my thoughts were anything but peaceful. Winter had a way of getting under my skin, but Violet? She pulled something deeper out of me, something raw and unguarded.
My phone buzzed again, and I reached for it reluctantly. This time, it wasn’t a message from Coach or some team-related update. It was an email notification—from th
