บท 87: Chapter 87: The Journey to the LA

Damon and Aoife sat in the back of a car, watching the scenery pass by as they made their way to LA.

Aoife was very excited with this move, but Damon's demeanor didn't quite match the mood.

He had been unusually quiet since they left, his eyes fixed on the window as he stared out at the passing landscape.

Noticing her son's silence and reaching out to him, concern on her face.

She gently placed her hand over his, her touch warm and reassuring. "Everything is going to be fine," she whispered softly.

Damon's gaze shifted from the window to his mother's face, his eyes locking onto hers.

He knew she didn't understand why he was brooding, but her words still had a calming effect on him. Her voice somehow soothed his thoughts.

Aoife's hand remained on his, a steady presence that seemed to anchor him to the moment.

As his thoughts untangled, he took a deep breath and felt the tension on his body ease.