Damian POV
When I walked into the house, I knew it was late. I knew my brother James wouldn’t fight the urge to see her. Out of all of us, he cared for her the most in the past.
She was everything to him.
His first real love. His only love.
“You’re awake.” James turned from the open fridge towards me and nodded. No longer was he unkempt and dirty. They must have had fun because he was now freshly shaven and showered in my kitchen. “Where’s Ivy?”
“Sleeping.” He quickly retorted as he placed a bottle of water on the counter with the sandwich he had obviously made. “Care to explain to me what happened?”
“Are you going to actually listen this time?” I responded with a smirk as I walked towards the counter taking a seat.
James wasn’t impressed by my attitude but nonetheless, he rolled his eyes and shrugged, “don’t push it, Damian. This was all your fucking fault to begin with.”
