Damon was nothing like the vegetative man everyone had talked about.
My mind went blank. I stayed stiff in his arms, too shocked to even move, and could only ask in a quiet voice,
"Damon, y-you know me?"
Damon let out another deep laugh. The sound vibrated through his broad chest, making me feel dizzy, yet he still didn't answer my question directly. Instead, he carefully helped me out of the heavy wedding dress, pulled me into his embrace, and lay down beside me.
After everything that had happened that day, I was completely drained. Before I could ask anything else, exhaustion pulled me into sleep.
The next morning, Damon propped his head up with one hand and looked at me with a smile, as if he could stare at me forever.
My head was filled with questions, but I didn't know what to s
