I didn't sleep after that.
I lay in bed, my eyes closed, my breathing steady, pretending to be unconscious while my mind raced through everything I'd overheard. Caleb's confession. Damon's response. The impossible tangle of emotions that bound the three of us together.
When Damon finally slipped back into the hut, I felt the bed dip as he lay down beside me. His arm wrapped around my waist, pulling me close, and I forced myself to relax into his embrace. To pretend I hadn't heard anything.
But inside, I was screaming.
He loves me. Caleb loves me.
The words echoed in my head, over and over, until I thought I'd go mad. Part of me had known—had felt it in the way he looked at me, the way he touched me, the way he'd thrown himself into danger without hesitation. But hearing it spoken alou
