C45 Why do you still care?

Damon POV

My heart raced, pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat. My palms were slick with sweat, my fingers trembling as I clenched them into fists at my sides. My breathing came in sharp, ragged bursts. And for the first time in a long time, I didn't know what the hell to do.

“Walter! Walter!” Ava’s cries tore through the room, slicing through my chest like a jagged blade