~ Damon ~
- - - - - ONE MONTH LATER - - - - -
The sound of the baby crying pierced through the air and Damon stirred in bed. It was still dark outside, about to be dawn. Violet stretched her arm as she sat up from the bed. Like a champion, she was always the first one to get up whenever Zach was crying. She grabbed her robe from a nearby chair and walked toward the door. Damon let out a yawn and stretched his arm too. It was a Sunday, about 5 AM in the morning. He foolishly thought he could stay in bed until late today, but of course not.
Damon got up from the bed and sauntered to the closet, grabbing a pair of sweatpants. He put them on lazily before walking toward the nursery. He pushed the door back to see Violet grabbing Zach from his crib, calming him down. Damon leaned his head a
