Jane's Point Of View*************That night, sleep came in fragments.Not because of fear surprisingly, not that, but because my mind refused to stay still. Every time I drifted, I felt it again. That quiet, steady presence inside me. Like a promise being whispered directly into my bones.Damion lay beside me, one arm draped protectively over my middle, his other hand tangled in my hair. Even asleep, he was alert. I could feel it in the way his body remained subtly tense, like a blade sheathed but ready.I shifted, trying to get comfortable.Immediately, his eyes opened.“Jane?” he murmured.“I’m okay,” I whispered quickly. “Just… thinking.”He hummed softly and pulled me closer, pressing a kiss to my temple. “Try to rest. I’m here.”I believed him. Completely.Still, my thoughts slipped sideways, drifting back through everything that had brought me here. The fire. The loss. The pain I’d once thought would hollow me out forever. There had been so many moments where surviving felt li
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