LOGINDamon’s POV:
Fuck.
The word played on a loop in my mind.
I gripped the leather-wrapped steering wheel until my knuckles turned white, my jaw tight enough it ached. I dared a glance toward the passenger seat.
Ophelia was there. She was hunched over, her small frame nearly swallowed by the ov
Damon’s POV:My jaw clenched until it ached, the muscles in my face tightening like overwound cables as I watched her cry once again. Valeria’s eyes had become swollen, the delicate skin around them stained a raw, irritated pink. I had lost count of how many times she had b
Ophelia’s POV:What follows happens in a matter of seconds.
Ophelia’s POV:Eternal Passion.
Maximilian’s POV:So perfect. So pliant.
Ophelia’s POV:That night was the night we officially began dating. It was the night a younger, more innocent version of myself thought she had found a protector in the boy with the scarred soul. It was the night I’d had my first kiss.
Ophelia’s POV:“Let’s talk in private, shall we?” Max questioned, his voice a low thrum that set my teeth on edge. His eyes, dark and glittering with an intelligence that was nothing short of predatory, dragged over Ezra with blatant dismissiveness before dro
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