Damon's POV
Aria looked at me with pity. That hurt more than hatred.
"Damon. You still don't understand."
"What don't I understand?"
"You keep talking about what you want. You've never asked what I want."
I froze. The words sliced straight through me.
"I don't want this marriage. I don't want to come back to you."
Every sentence shattered something inside me.
Rhein whimpered. She's gone...
"No." I shook my head. "You don't mean it."
"I do, Damon."
Something inside me broke at her words. She turned toward the door. Panic took over.
"No!" I grabbed her wrist. She gasped.
"You're not leaving. I won't let you go." My grip tightened. "If I have to lock you inside the Hawthorne villa... I will."
Lady Duran gasped. "Damon!"
"I'll never let you leave again. I don't care if you hate
