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57. Peace, Interrupted.
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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
The Stranger My Heart Belonged To 58. Still Trying Not To Fall.
SADIE’S POVThe music throbbed like a pulse through the humid night air, drowning out most attempts at conversation. Somewhere behind us, someone screamed—joyful, drunk—and the sound of splashing water followed, laughter erupting like fireworks.The hotel’s pool lounge and beach bar was packed with young, beautiful people, all in varying states of intoxication and undress. Neon lights flickered across the water, bouncing off half-empty champagne flutes and bronzed skin.Damon sat across from me at one of the only unoccupied tables. We were surrounded by half-naked strangers, loud beats, and the unmistakable buzz of a party none of us were invited to.Correction—he probably was. And judging by the way a few people kept glancing at him, someone had already noticed the infamous Damon Prince had made an appearance.But he didn’t seem to care. He didn’t even seem to see them.His posture was rigid. His eyes distant. His jaw tense, like he’d rather be anywhere else. And still—he’d brought u
The Stranger My Heart Belonged To 57. Peace, Interrupted.
SADIE’S POVI told myself not to look at him again.But I did.It was impossible not to. Damon was barefoot, sleeves rolled to his elbows, hair a little wind-tossed as he kicked the ball back and forth with the kids like he belonged in the sunlight.Like this wasn’t a pretend honeymoon. Like he wasn’t the same man who’d ruined me with a single night and then stood across the room the next morning like nothing had happened.I kept my distance near the booth, watching an old woman shape delicate leather into handmade sandals. Her husband painted beside her, brushing bold colors into soft, patient strokes across a canvas. I told them it was beautiful. I meant it.The longer I stood there, the more I felt it creeping in again—comfort. Warmth. That dangerous illusion.Behind me, Damon laughed low at something a kid shouted. I could still feel the imprint of his hands on my skin. His weight. His mouth.Stop.I tried to breathe.“You want one?” he asked, voice low beside me.I hadn’t realize
The Stranger My Heart Belonged To 56. Edges And Distance.
DAMON'S POVThe second we stepped off the plane, they were already waiting.Bright clothes. Too-wide smiles. A woman with a tray full of flower garlands stepped forward and draped one over Sadie’s neck, then mine.Another tucked a frangipani behind her ear, and I caught it—how her hair shifted in the sun. Soft. The petals resting against her cheekbone. Something in my chest jerked.I crushed it before it moved.We were led through a breezy open-air walkway lined with palm trees and whitewashed walls. One of the staff, in an embroidered linen shirt, handed me the room key with a little too much ceremony.“The honeymoon suite,” he grinned. “Your luggage is already inside. But Mr. and Mrs. Prince might want to enjoy the view first. Lunch is ready at the ocean deck.”Sadie didn’t say anything. She was quiet, polite. Smiling like she had to. Her fingers brushed her necklace. She looked exhausted.So was I.We followed him down toward the restaurant near the sea, the scent of grilled seafoo
The Stranger My Heart Belonged To 55. Guarded.
SADIE’S POVThe plane hummed beneath us, a low mechanical drone that should’ve lulled me to sleep. But my mind wouldn’t shut off.I sat still, seatbelt buckled, hands folded neatly in my lap like I didn’t know what else to do with them. Outside the window, clouds stretched wide and endless, but even that felt too close. Too suffocating.He was here. Damon. Sitting across from me, technically—far, but facing me. The kind of private jet layout that made avoiding eye contact impossible if either of us looked up.We were flying to Bellmare. Supposedly for our honeymoon. A week. Seven days in the same house, the same room—the same bed.I couldn’t stop remembering everything, all at once. The night I gave him my body. The way he held me like it meant something. The wedding day that followed, when the world applauded while I felt like I couldn’t breathe. And his voice in the dark—I remember.But after that?He pulled away. Barely looked at me. Spoke less. Didn’t touch me. Not even by acciden
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