Bitter Reckoning

The front door slammed shut, and the sound echoed through the house like a gunshot. Damon stood frozen in the entryway, staring at the closed door where Sylvie had just disappeared. His hands trembled at his sides, and sweat beaded on his forehead despite the cool air.

Vivian watched him from the living room doorway, her cigarette burning down to ash between her fingers. Her face was a mask of fur