Damien’s POV:
I’ll admit it, what I was doing could be called creepy.
But as I stood beside the bed and watched her sleep under the dim lights of the room, I felt something.
Something I still could not name, but there was something about Lily that changed while she slept. Her face was soft and so calm, as if the chaos of the past few days had zero effects on her.
Her breathing was slow and as steady as her expression, the faint glow of silver from the moonlight flickered across her skin, giving it an ethereal glow.
Since the moment I had woken up, I had seen her strong, seen her scared, seen her argue, but I had never seen her like this, never at peace.
A small smile tugged at the corner of my lips before I even realized it.
“Damn it,” I cursed under my breath, What the hell
