"Whether you appreciate her or not is your own business, but I see her as unfit for the task. You should find someone else to follow up." Damon rejected without hesitation once again.
Mitch fell silent on the other end, and after a moment, he said, "Alright, I understand."
Then he hung up.
With that, the tension in my chest eased, yet at the same time, I was intrigued.
Damon didn't tell Mitch that I was holding Yara in the car at the moment.
But I didn't ask. I just held the child tighter in my arms, lost in thoughts about what to do next. Should I involve Luna in this and let her make the decision?
"We're here." Damon didn't step out of the car when we reached my house, just reminded me.
"Thanks for today." I got out of the car, still cradling Yara.
Through the car window, Damon's gaze remained on the child in my arms, which made me anxious. He didn't say anything earlier, but he might spill the beans to Mitch as soon as I leave.
