- Nikolai Volkov:
I sat in my room, the weight of the day bearing down on me as I tried to gather the energy to push through it.
My thoughts were still swirling, tainted by the events that had unfolded.
The conversation with the officers had been a failure, and Damon's grip on my life felt tighter than ever.
I could not escape it—could not escape him.
My heart was heavy with the guilt of not being able to prove the truth, of failing to expose Damon for who he was in front of law enforcement.
I also felt guilty for making the police drive all this way for nothing.
I felt ashamed and miserable, seeing how the police officers looked at me as if I was insane when the psychopath was standing behind them dressed like a worried husband.
I was on the edge of breaking down, and the walls of the room felt like they were closing in on me and trying to crush me.
