"I remember the way you used to make me laugh," Damien said, his voice low and husky. "The way you used to see the good in me, even when I couldn't see it myself."
Seraphina's eyes softened, her gaze dropping to his lips. "I remember the way you used to hold me, like I was the only person in the world."
Damien's face drew closer, his breath whispering against her skin. "Cos you are.. I want to hold you like that again, Seraphina. I want to make you feel loved, cherished, and adored."
Just as their lips were about to meet, Damien's phone buzzed loudly, shattering the delicate silence. He hesitated, pulling back slightly as he glanced at the screen. Seraphina noticed the sudden tension in his eyes and instinctively knew it was something significant.
"Who is it?" she asked, her
