Chapter 21
Sage's POV
Sage barely slept. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw Damien's face. Sometimes it was the slap.
Sometimes it was his smile afterward. Sometimes it was worse. By the time the sun rose over the estate, she had given up entirely. She sat on the edge of the guest bed wearing an oversized yellow sweatshirt and black leggings while Peaches purred in her lap. Binx and Mochi were stretched across the blankets like they paid rent.
The soft knock on her bedroom door made her freeze. Nobody knocked before entering this house….nobody except Ethan. But Ethan wasn't here.
"Come in," Sage called reluctantly. The door opened and Viktor stepped inside. Immediately her mood soured.
The man looked exactly the same as he had yesterday..... crisp jeans, black boots, Iron Reape
