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45. Before The Vow.
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The Stranger My Heart Belonged To 64. Before I Could Love You.
DAMON’S POVTwo rounds.That’s how long I kept her in bed before I even thought about letting her go. I know—it’s reckless. Not me. I’m not the man who loses track of time over anyone.Except her.Grandpa was waiting downstairs. I knew he wasn’t famous for his patience, but I didn’t care.An hour late? Worth every second.She was still catching her breath when I finally pulled away. I took another shower, fast but necessary, because she had a way of lingering on my skin.We dressed without rushing. I couldn’t. Not when she was still close enough to touch.She walked me to the door where Grandpa was already standing, the kind of man who didn’t need to speak to be heard. I glanced at her one more time before I stepped outside. She gave me that gentle smile—collected, polite, but I could see it. She didn’t want me to go any more than I wanted to leave.In the car, Grandpa didn’t waste time. “Why so long?”I cleared my throat, turned my face toward the window, let the corner of my mouth t
The Stranger My Heart Belonged To 63. The Wish That Loved Back.
SADIE’S POVThe dinner went well—warm, full of easy laughter, and just enough clinking glasses to make the air feel alive. And yet, every so often, I’d catch him.Damon.Not speaking. Not even pretending to be engaged in the table chatter. Just… looking at me.That steady, unreadable gaze that made me nervous in a way no public attention ever had. Like he was peeling back layers I didn’t even know I had.By the time we got home, I thought maybe I’d imagined it. We stepped into our room, arms full of a few gifts people had pressed into his hands before we left. I moved to set them on the cabinet near my side of the bed, thinking about how long the night had felt and how little we’d actually said to each other.That was when his hand caught me. Not hard. Not sudden. But definite—turning me until I faced him. I gasped, more from surprise than force, and then froze.He just stood there, looking into my eyes. Long enough that my pulse tripped. Long enough that I forgot to breathe.Then he
The Stranger My Heart Belonged To 62. When She Looked At Me.
DAMON’S POV The car ride with grandpa was quiet, save for the low hum of the engine and the occasional rustle of my grandfather’s paper bag of cough drops. He popped one in with the kind of smug calm that told me he was waiting for me to say something. I didn’t.He finally broke the silence with a knowing glance. “You look more... content lately.”I kept my eyes on the road ahead, even though I wasn’t the one driving. “That’s just your assumption,” I said flatly.He chuckled, that deep, warm kind of laugh that made people feel safe. It used to make me feel like I didn’t have to explain myself. Now it only cornered me.“I know what I saw,” he said. “Especially the way you reacted whenever Sadie was around that Theo boy. You don’t look like a man who enjoys sharing.”I didn’t respond. Couldn’t. He wasn’t wrong.It didn’t matter if it was Theo or anyone else. I hated when she so much as smiled too long at another man. Especially now—now that she was mine. On paper, at least.I clenched
The Stranger My Heart Belonged To 61. The Way He Looked At Me.
SADIE’S POVTonight was Damon’s birthday.We were celebrating it at one of the restaurant buildings owned by his company—beautiful, exclusive, but warm enough to feel like home for the night.I’d planned everything as a surprise.Damon thought it was just going to be a simple dinner—just the three of us: him, Grandpa, and me. That’s what I’d told him, at least. He’d left with Grandpa earlier, dressed in his usual sharp understatement, thinking it would be just another quiet night.He didn’t suspect a thing.The room was already glowing—soft music floated through the air, golden lights warmed the walls, and a few familiar faces mingled around the tables. Some were people Damon tolerated. Others were mine—friends, supporters, pieces of the new life I’d built after marrying him. We were all still waiting for Damon to arrive.Gloria was one of them.She stood out instantly—tall, confident, dressed in one of her own blazers and heels that made her look like she could command a room even wi
The Stranger My Heart Belonged To 60. A Wife On Paper.
SADIE’S POVI don’t know what came over me.Maybe I was just tired—tired of holding it all in, tired of pretending I didn’t feel anything. Because every time Damon showed me he cared—whether he meant to or not—I kept falling deeper.And tonight, I couldn’t hide it anymore.That’s why I kissed him.Quick. Soft. Not planned.But honest.When he asked what that was for, I didn’t lie. I meant it. Every second of it. And sure, maybe part of it was because his wet, disheveled look was ridiculously handsome. But most of it… most of it was just me. Wanting to let go. Just once.After it happened, I surprised myself.I wasn’t the type of girl to make the first move. I never had been. But there I was, standing in front of him, lips tingling, heart racing—wondering if I’d just ruined everything.He didn’t say a word at first. Just stared.So I cleared my throat and said, quietly, “It was a thank you.”I took a shaky step back, trying to give us both some space.But before I could even turn away,
The Stranger My Heart Belonged To 59. Not Hate.
DAMON’S POVI should’ve held her hand.That thought hit me a second before the splash. One moment, I was scanning the crowd, watching some idiot nearly knock over a drink stand. The next, the sound of water tearing open stopped everything in me.I turned, and she was gone.Gone—until I saw the white blur sinking.Sadie.I didn’t think. I moved. Shoved past whoever was in the way and hit the water hard, clothes and all. Cold didn’t register. Not when I saw her under the surface, wide eyes blinking like she hadn’t even processed it yet.I got to her before she panicked. Before she could kick. My hands found her waist, and I pulled her up like she weighed nothing. Because in that moment, nothing mattered more than getting her out.We surfaced. She gasped. I dragged her to the edge and lifted her, fast, before anyone could say a word.And then I saw it.Her dress—white, soaked through, damn near translucent. The thin lace beneath clung to her like it belonged there, like it wanted to be s
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