Chapter 68

~Damon~

The scene was chaotic, flames licking at the charred remnants of my father’s house, smoke curling into the air like the tendrils of a malevolent beast. The smell of burnt wood and scorched memories filled my nostrils as I stood, arms crossed, watching the emergency crew try to tame the inferno that had consumed half the building. The entire area was a blend of controlled chaos—firefighters