Chapter 10 - A NEW DAWN
Two years later.
St. Cordova was once again filled with candlelight and soft piano music, but the atmosphere was entirely different. Damon Cross sat at the best table in the house, a genuine smile replacing the hard lines of his face.
Across from him sat Adriana, her amber eyes bright, her hair styled beautifully, wearing a dress that rivaled any heiress in Boston. She wasn't running anymore. Beside them in a high chair sat a rambunctious two-year-old boy with his father’s dark hair and his mother’s bright eyes.
The boy slammed a toy car onto the table, giggling loudly. Around them, the elite of Boston didn't dare complain—they simply smiled and pretended they loved the noise.
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Damon reached across the table, his large hand gently covering Adriana's. On his wrist, perfectly polished but retaining every meaningful scratch, rested Eli’s watch. He had kept his promise. The brother who never let him fall would never be forgotten, and the family left behind would never be in danger again.
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