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Chapter 151

Author: Grace Grandi
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-03 10:48:51

Chapter 151

Damon’s POV

It felt like a privilege to me to have Piper accept my invite. I didn’t expect that she would, when I put a call through to her, I expected an excuse, or perhaps the words that hurts like, ‘I already have plans with Gavin’. I would have smashed my phone but luckily, she had accepted to come out for the dinner. That gave me hope, maybe I should take u the opportunity to tell her how I felt.

The coffee shop was nearly empty when she walked in. Her hair tied up, soft brown sweater, her usual calm but unreadable face. My heart gave a stupid jump, one I tried to hide behind the casual way I waved.

“Hey,” I said, smiling a little too easily.

She smiled back, polite but distant. “Hey, Damon.”

We ordered our drinks, sat by the window. The silence between us wasn’t uncomfortable, exactly…but it wasn’t easy either. I watched her stir her coffee like she was trying to find something deep in the cup. I’d rehearsed what I wanted to say a hundred times, but now that sh
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