ELARA'S POV
I convinced Damien to sleep a few more hours before deciding anything. When morning came, he was calmer but still lost.
"I need to see her," he said over coffee. "Not for her. For me. To understand why she did what she did."
"I'll come with you."
"You don't have to—"
"I'm coming. You shouldn't face her alone."
We drove to the hospital in silence. James met us in the lobby, looking exhausted.
"She's awake. Asking for you."
"What did the doctors say?"
"Intentional overdose. She left a note." James handed Damien an envelope. "They found it on her desk."
Damien didn't open it. Just held it like it might explode.
Victoria was in a private room, looking smaller than I'd ever seen her. Tubes and monitors made her seem fragile. She looked at Damien, then at me, and something
