Damon’s POV – Flashback Begins
The first time I saw her… f**k me, I thought I’d imagined her.
At first, I heard her laugh, I swear to God, it cracked something in my chest— a feeling, emotions were stirred inside me that had no f*****g business existing in my world.
That laugh— it wasn’t soft, carefree. It was music. Loud, unfiltered joy that snapped something inside me.
I looked around, needing to find the source.
And there she was.
I saw her.
And I followed like a goddamn puppy.
She had just walked into the hotel lobby like she was blessing it. Mesmerised by the chandelier above, the marble floor, the giant orchid display like it was f*****g art. Her eyes sparkled with wonder, full of life, innocence, and curiosity. And I— I was f****d.
Just watching her made my blood boil, defi
