“See?” Amy said with a brittle laugh. “He never came here for you.”
There was triumph in her voice, but it sounded hollow. Even as she spoke, her attention remained fixed on the pair commanding the dance floor.
From a distance, Damien looked exactly as he always did—untouchable, composed, and impossibly far beyond anyone's reach.
For Amy, the sight was unbearable.
Without another word, she turned and hurried away, disappearing into the crowd as her gown swept behind her.
It took Elena a moment to pull herself from her thoughts.
“Don't pay attention to her,” Daniel said quietly.
Elena glanced at him.
“The woman dancing with Damien is Sabrina Hayes. They've known each other for years.”
His explanation was deliberately simplified.
The truth was far more complicated.
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