Elara’s POV
Exams week was pure hell.
I barely slept. I drank too much coffee. My eyes hurt from staring at books and my laptop for hours. But today, after walking out of the examination hall, I felt lighter. The first paper was done… and I knew I had done well.
I stepped out of the hall with a big smile on my face. Michael was waiting for me near the car, but my eyes searched for the only person I wanted to see.
Damien.
He was leaning against his black car, looking tall, handsome, and dangerous in a dark shirt. The moment he saw me, his serious face softened into a proud smile.
I ran straight to him and jumped into his arms. He caught me easily, lifting me off the ground as I wrapped my legs around his waist.
“I did it!” I whispered happily. “The first paper went really well, Damie
