My phone pinged. Damian had sent me a screenshot with the message:
Damian: Who is this man? Is it the guy from the Dead Zone?
I opened Chats. The screenshot showed the moment Kael had come to the monastery to pick me up. Just the comments on the screenshot alone numbered in the thousands. I looked at that figure in black on the white horse. My heart fluttered. I pressed "save"...
Half a month later, everyone in Imperia's elite circle knew that Damian and I were together. Damian became his old self again, perhaps even more tender and considerate. He asked me, "Celeste, at which hotel do you want to hold our engagement?"
What flashed before my eyes wasn't the opulent five or six-star hotels, but blue skies, white clouds, towering mountains, and the vast steppe... I said, as if in a tranc
