Damian's POV
I slammed my fist into the metal post. The pole groans and dents beneath the impact.
I don’t know what kind of magic this is. Who has the kind of power to erase not just her path, but her from the world entirely?
But whoever — whatever — it is... they’ve just declared war.
And I will tear this city apart if I have to.
Because she’s out there.
And I don’t care what laws I break or monsters I unleash — I’m going to find her.
I can’t breathe. Not from the running. Not from the cold. It’s something deeper — a tightness around my ribs, around my soul.
She’s gone.
And my mind won’t stop showing me all the ways I failed her.
I remember the first time I saw her — small, quiet, darting through the boarding house like a shadow that didn’t want to be seen. The way she’d flinch
