(Damon's POV)
I walked out of the room after a long bath, stretching as I felt refreshed.
I entered the living room, only to find Walter caressing a glass of water.
"Ava gave this to me. I can't even bring myself to finish it all at once. It reminds me of her," Walter revealed, and my blood boiled.
My fists tightened, and my teeth clenched. He had spoken to Ava behind my back after I had strictly warned him that she was off-limits.
I didn’t want to overreact or cause a scene like I had before, so I decided to hide my anger. I sat down, acting as if nothing had happened.
"You should have seen her smile. She looks so beautiful, and I can't even get her out of my head," Walter said again.
I still chose not to say anything.
"I wonder how long she's going to stay with you and your wife,
