Chapter 45: Why Do You Still Care?
Damon’s POV
My heart raced, pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat. My palms were slick with sweat, and my fingers trembled as I clenched them into fists at my sides. Each breath came sharp and ragged, and for the first time in years, I had no idea what the hell to do.
“Walter! Walter!” Ava’s screams tore through the room, slicing through my chest like a jagged blade. She kept calling his name, her voice growing more frantic, more desperate with every second that passed. “Walter, please! Please, don’t leave me!”
I stood there frozen, helpless, watching it all unfold like some sick punishment I couldn’t escape. She was cradling him in her arms, her face twisted with anguish. The way she held him… the way she whispered to him like he was her whol
