CHAPTER SIX
Elara's POV:
Three days ago was my 18th birthday, but nothing happened as it had in my former life.
In my previous life, everything changed the moment Damien and I shook hands. The instant we touched, the Mate Bond sparked between us like an electric shock.
His deep blue eyes locked onto mine, and he pulled me closer. “You feel it, don’t you?” He asked. The bond was undeniable, and I felt an overwhelming rush of emotions: love, excitement, and longing.
At that time, every cell in my body had screamed that we were meant for each other.
But this time? Nothing.
When we shook hands three days ago, Damien didn’t even flinch. No spark, no recognition. Instead, he smiled politely, then drifted away to a corner where a group of girls from my middle school were laughing and chatting.
Sabrina, ever the bright and optimistic friend, introduced me to Caspian. “I’ve always dreamed of us being sisters-in-law.” She’d said with a giggle, oblivious to the irritation growing in my stomach.
