Chapter 35

Damian's POV

I stared at my phone for the hundredth time that day, jaw clenched so tight it ached.

Still nothing from her.

Five days. Five goddamn days since I'd left for the border, and Aria hadn't sent a single text. Not one "travel safe" or "how's it going" or even a basic "hey."

Nothing.

My fing...

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