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Chapter 16 - His Weakness

Author: Menah_writes
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-14 17:44:37

Damien’s POV:

The city felt different with her beside me.Not dangerous, just… awake.

Sera stepped out of the car slowly, as if the world might rush her if she moved too fast. Her eyes lifted to the street, the shops, the people walking freely, and something in her chest seemed to loosen. She inhaled deeply, like she hadn’t realized how badly she needed open air.

I stayed close without crowding her.

Guards spread out, subtle enough not to draw attention, visible enough to warn anyone watching. People noticed anyway. They always did. But today, they didn’t just look at me. They looked at us.

Whispers followed as we walked, curious glances, double takes. Not fear exactly, more like recognition. The kind that came with questions no one dared to ask.

She sensed it.

Her steps slowed, and she leaned slightly toward me, not touching, but close enough that I felt her warmth.

“Why are they staring?” she murmured.

“They’re curious,” I said simply.

About you.

We entered the art supply
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