Lana’s POV
When Damon said he would give me anything, I thought it was just one of his smooth lines, the kind that slipped from his lips like honey and always left me unsure whether to laugh or melt.
But it wasn’t until I thought of it and the next second that I learned what he truly meant. And he was just staring with that infuriating calm that made him seem in control of everything, including the air I breathed.
That was when it hit me.
I tilted my head, suspicion dawning. “Wait,” I said slowly, narrowing my eyes. “Did you… have something to do with this?”
He didn’t even blink. Just a faint upward tug at the corner of his lips. “What makes you think that?”
I gasped. “Damon!” My voice came out in a mixture of disbelief and dawning realization. “You did! Didn’t you?”
His silence wa
