Date = 22 November
Place = San Francisco (Inferno)
POV - Damion
Ed Sheeran croons like he’s personally narrating my internal collapse.
‘I found a love … for me ….. darling, just dive right in …. ’
Yeah. You and me both, buddy.
I pull her closer as we sway across the dance floor, the room dim and golden, lights glinting off glass and sequins. I lower my face into her hair and breathe her in — vanilla and something sweet underneath, something that feels like voodoo.
It hits me like a drug. My heart is slamming against my ribs, loud enough that I’m convinced she can feel it under her palm.
‘Well, I found a girl …… beautiful and sweet ….
I never knew you were the someone waiting for me …’
“Damion?”
I look down into those impossible blue eyes and feel like I’ve just overdosed on hap
