Jane's POV
“Hello?” I said cautiously.
“Jane, it's Damien. I... I wanted to apologize for last night. I lost control. I’m so sorry.” His voice sounded strained and contrite.
“Damien, you made a scene. I don’t need you fighting my battles.”
“I know, and I shouldn't have. It’s just…I’m worried about you, Jane. I can feel the danger closing in. I can help you bring down Zack. I have connections and resources...”
“Why now, Damien?” I asked my voice laced with suspicion. “After all this time, why are you suddenly so eager to help?”
There was a pause on the other end of the line.
“Because…because I owe you, Jane. I owe you everything. I want to make things right.”
“And what about my mother, Damien?” I asked in a barely a whisper. “What about the accident?”
The silence stretched between
