(Elara)
The first thing I noticed when I opened my eyes was that Damon wasn’t in the room.
For a moment, I almost wondered if I had dreamt everything all which included….the kiss, the argument, the storm in his eyes when I forced him to admit what it meant. But the ache in my chest told me it hadn’t been a dream. It was real. Too real.
Camila moved a bit beside me, still lost in her sleep, her face pale but more at peace than last night. Relief settled over me like a fragile blanket, though it couldn’t mask the unease that twisted in my stomach.
Something was wrong.
I didn’t know if it was the strange heaviness in the air, the way the guards outside our door shifted with new tension, or the echo of Damon’s words that lingered in my head like smoke.
“You undo me. And that’s the very t
