DAMON
I opened my eyes within the sharp grip of pain coursing through my muscles, my head pounding as if a knife had been driven straight through my skull.
Flashbacks from my nightmare ripped through my body like shattered glass—blood pooling on marble floors, lifeless bodies scattered like broken dolls, mansions reduced to nothing, the deafening crack of gunshots echoing in my ears.
And her. Always her. Lying dead in my arms, her chest torn open with a bullet buried deep within her heart.
"Fuck."
The word escaped my lips like a prayer to a god who'd stopped listening long ago. I turned to stare at her sleeping form beside me, and the difference nearly broke me. She was sleeping so peacefully, so f*****g beautifully, her breathing steady and synching with the rhythm of my racing hear
