Chapter 19 The Quiet That Lasts .

One year later.

The house was quieter these days. Not in an empty way no, not anymore.

It was the kind of quiet that comes after chaos. The kind that stays only when there's nothing left to fear.

The garden was in full bloom.

And so was I.

I stood barefoot on the back porch, watching the wind play through the flowers Damian had planted fo