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She shakes her head as she cries in my arms with us still connected.
I drag a breath of her woodsy scent in and release it. “This week has been a lot. I know, goody. But Damon comes home tomorrow night, and everything will be better.”
“Will it?” She pulls away and her eyes glisten with her tears. “He’ll never trust me again.”
I hold her chin and search her eyes. “He trusts you, goody. He just wasn’t ready to tell his dad about the accident. I’m sure he would have gotten around to it.”
“What if I can’t forgive him?” Her voice is soft and miserable. “He was terrible to my mom. He was terrible to me.”
“I wasn’t there. I don’t know how bad it got, but there’s something between you and him that’s undeniable.” Wiping my thumb across her cheek, I brush away her tears. “You guys may need to work on what’s between you, but we aren’t willing to let go. We’re going to keep you, Evan. Forever. That means we’ll find our way through this. You guys don’t have to figure it out on your own. Hawk and I are here to help however we can.”
“I don’t want to lose you.” Her eyes shimmer.
I chuckle softly. “You couldn’t lose us if you tried, goody.”
CHAPTER 32
EvanAnn
Cam’s studyingfor a test and I don’t want to disturb him. I need to think about something else besides the inevitability of having to talk to Damon tomorrow and sort out our shit. I’m caught up on all of my schoolwork, and I need a break from the play.
Damon did give me access to his video files and permission to edit them. Fuck it. Seeing what Damon sees might be inspiring or at least give me something to do.
When I open up the cloud account, there are so many videos. Each camera seems to have its own folder. I glance at the camera in the corner and glare at it. There are multiple files of cameras.
I figured he had a couple here and there, but this is a lot. It’s going to take time to figure out which camera goes with which room. Curious, I go into a file and click on a random video.
The video I chose shows me walking across my bedroom and sitting at the desk. Okay, so this is my bedroom cam.
The next file is the living room camera from our old house. I get out paper to make notes about what camera file goes where. I’d rename them, but it’s probably best not to mess too much with his filing system. I’ve gotten through about half of them. It’s a little alarming how much Damon watches me.
But I doubt he watches all of these files.
When I click into the next file, it’s an angle looking over Chase’s shoulder in his bedroom. I check the time stamp on the file, and I’m surprised it’s after Olivia’s blowup. I figured after we released the video of Olivia, Chase would have found them and taken them down. Or that Damon took them before he left. Maybe we never used this angle.
I focus on the screen, and Chase is on social media. I click the unmute and there’s some music playing in my headphones.
“You can’t just post pictures.” That’s Abby’s voice. “Unless you know a way to get nudes.”
“Even if I did, those would get taken down so fast.” Chase turns to look over his shoulder towards the bed. “So what else do you want me to post?”
Abby strides over and straddles Chase’s lap. Ew, so not the porn I wanted to watch.
“What are you watching, goody?” Cam’s voice makes me jump.
I hit pause and turn to see him standing behind me. I disconnect the headphones. “Maybe proof that Chase and Abby set up the hockey whore account. Or my ex and his ex having sex.”
Cam’s eyes widen and then he lifts me out of the desk chair and puts me on his lap. He gestures for me to continue. I hit play because I’m too curious about what they’re talking about to stop watching just yet. But I do hover my mouse over the pause button just in case.
“What would you do to her if you knew she was a filthy whore you could use?” Abby rakes her hands through his dark hair. “If you could do anything to her.”
I swallow down the urge to vomit.
“You want this to become homework? Fuck that.” Chase runs his hands up to her breasts.
“Fine, we’ll get something started and feed it into AI to make it work.” Abby smirks and stands before settling back on his lap with her hands on the keyboard.
I pause the video and turn to look at Cam. “What do we do with this?”
