Night fell faster than expected. The city was quiet, the air heavy with tension. Damien stood at the window, his phone pressed to his ear, confirming the last security check. Everything was set.
He turned and walked down the hall toward Gwen’s room.
Inside, Gwen was packing the last of Lucas’s things while the little boy talked excitedly, jumping on the bed.
“And me and Daddy pee to see who can pee the farthest!” Lucas blurted out proudly.
Damien froze mid step, eyes wide. “You did not just say that,” he said, half shocked, half laughing.
Gwen swung around, a soft chuckle escaping her lips. “Oh, Lucas,” she sighed, shaking her head.
“Are you all set?” Damien asked, stepping closer.
Gwen nodded quickly, eyes dropping to her bag. She still couldn’t meet his gaze, not since the tension
