Serena's POVI stretched myself on the bed, the soft bedsheet still covering me, as I blinked to the morning sun shining through the big window. Everywhere just felt calm, like all the troubles from yesterday had disappeared while I was sleeping.My body felt light, and I was happy. I didn't even know why.I'd had no time to contemplate any further on that before Sophia's voice cut into the room."Well, well, someone was smiling in her sleep this morning."I turned and noticed her lying along the couch, folded-up legs tucked under her, a mischievous smile creasing her face."Who?" I asked, feigning confusion."You, of course," she giggled. "Serena Everly was smiling like a schoolgirl expecting her first kiss."I rolled my eyes, laughing. "I don't even remember dreaming about anything.""Liar," she teased, grabbing a pillow to hug. "I tried to wake you up last night to eat, but you were dead to the world."“I was drained," I complained, stretching my arms over my head. "I think all of
Serena's POV"I'm sorry, what?" She went on the defensive for a moment, biting down hard on her bottom lip. "I mean, I know you and Damien have something going on. Or had something going on. I'm not even sure what the deal is with you two anymore, but I've been giving it some thought and-""Do you want to date Damien?" I break in, still in shock by the words.She nodded slowly. "Not date, really. Just, maybe see where things are going. He's been a good thing to me, Serena. He's protective, kind. And with everything that's been going on lately, I find myself, feeling things."I wanted to say no. I wanted to tell her that she couldn't. That it wasn't right.But what right did I have?Damien was not mine. I had spent the last few days pushing him away. He could be with whom he wanted. Even if that were my best friend."Are you serious about him?" I asked.Sophia shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe. That's why I asked you. I don't want to tread on your toes. If there is something still going
Serena's POVMy breath hitched. A burning wave of disbelief washed over me. "What?" I managed, my voice barely above a whisper. "I never said that.""You admitted to faking it," he replied, his voice cool, almost detached."I admitted to pretending not to be scared," I retorted, defensively. "That is not admitting that I still love Alexander."He had no ready reply. His eyes dropped to the floor as though pondering my statement. As if giving me a chance to correct myself. But I had nothing to correct.Finally, he lifted his gaze and said, "Then answer the damn question."My throat tightened again. There was a prolonged silence between us. I tore my gaze from his eyes, unable to hold his, but his voice did not waver."Why would you think I still loved Alexander?" I challenged, more defensively than I'd meant to. "Is that what this is? Is that why you brought him here? To see if I still had feelings for him?"He didn't answer. He just leaned back and sipped his wine again, as though he
Serena's POVThe moment Damien stepped out to the balcony, I sat back on the couch, my wine untouched in my hand.The slam of the sliding door closing behind him echoed louder in my head than it had to. Sophia gazed at me, her lips pursed."Are we going to pretend like Damien just presented your ex-husband to your suite?" she asked.I sighed. "I'm still processing it."She set her wine glass down and leaned in toward me. "Do you think he's trying to get you two back together? Because if that's his play, I may actually kill him.""I don't know," I growled. "Perhaps it's just appreciation. Perhaps Damien felt that Alex needed a leg up after what happened in court."Sophia arched an eyebrow. "Since when does Damien do a favor?"I looked at the balcony door, thinking about what was being talked about outside. I hated being this curious. And how much I cared about what Damien thought and felt.I could still remember the way he'd looked at me when I'd rejected Alexander's twenty percent sta
Damien's POVThe night air hits my face the moment I stepped out onto the balcony. It’s cooler out here, quieter too, away from all the unspoken tension hanging in the living room. I spotted Kyle almost immediately, leaning against the railing like he owns the stars themselves.He glanced back when he heard the door, then turned away again, sipping his wine.“You’re not bad at slipping out,” he said without looking at me. “I was wondering how long it’d take before you followed.”I stayed silent for a beat, just observing him. His shoulders were relaxed, but there’s something in his stance, tight, calculated.“I needed air,” I said finally, stepping beside him. “Too many dynamics in one room.”“Mm,” he hummed. “Interesting dynamics. For instance... is this your new thing? Reuniting divorcees hours after sealing their divorce papers?”I let out a short breath. “Alexander needed a lift. And after what he did in court, I figured it was the least I could do.”He turned to face me now, bro
Damien's POVThe door closed behind Alexander with a soft thud, but the echo he left behind filled the room like a heavy fog. He looked tense throughout the short meeting with Serena.But more surprisingly, was the way Serena handled the situation. I had expected her to be dramatic, refuse to see him or play the usual, ‘I don't have time for this’ stunts she plays on me whenever I bring up the subject of love with her.Instead she acted calm, almost as though she had forgiven him, or gradually forgiving him. Makes me question if she has moved on from him. Maybe she's still in love with him.I stood there for a second, hand still on the doorknob, unsure why I felt so tense. Maybe it was the look Serena gave me when she realized I'd brought him. Or maybe it was the part of me that hated how much that man still got to stand in front of her, even if only for a minute.I turned to face the room. Serena was sitting on the edge of the sofa, eyes trained on the floor like her thoughts were s