Aria's POV
I could not stop shaking.
The room had become silent after my confession.
Damien stood beside me.
Marcus sat heavily in his chair.
Lucas remained near the door.
Sophia looked terrified.
And all I could hear was the voice from my dream.
"We met first."
The memory felt different now.
Stronger.
Clearer.
For years, I had remembered only the icy water.
The darkness.
The feeling of drowning.
But now—
I remembered the boy.
Silver eyes.
Black hair.
A strange sadness on his face.
He had stood on the frozen riverbank while I fought beneath the ice.
He had watched me.
No.
Not watched.
Waited.
My hands trembled.
"He was there."
Marcus slowly lifted his head.
"Describe him."
I closed my eyes.
"The same eyes."
My breathing became uneven.
"The same voice."
Dami
