Chapter 270

Damon

I watched them from the edge of the training yard, arms crossed, my shoes planted in the dirt. The sun was almost gone now, just a low, burning ember bleeding across the horizon. I hadn’t meant to overhear their conversation. Hell, I hadn’t even planned to walk by. But there was something about the stillness between them that made me stop.

There was a vision that I never expected to see, one that I was feeling triumphed over.

Two women.

Both of them who are hurt by me. Both of them cast aside, once pushed away, scarred for life.

Both healing despite me.

A woman who was making me proud with everything that she had and another that I knew broke beyond comparison, though she does not speak of it; I saw it in her eyes. I still can.

And for once, they weren’t tearing each other apart.

Since this war started, this calmness was one that I never expected. The way that Sienna looked at Lysandra and the way that Lysandra avoided her