Ava’s POVThe room gradually fell into a hush as Damon stood up, the soft clink of his glass against silverware drawing every eye toward him. The soft hum of chatter died off like a candle being snuffed out.I froze, my hand tightening slightly around my glass. There was something in Damon’s expression. I could tell, deep in my gut, that whatever he was about to say wasn’t going to be good news.He cleared his throat, trying to steady his voice. "Uhm... I—" his eyes flickered toward me for a brief second before settling back on the crowd. "I have a brain tumor."Just like that, the air was sucked out of the room. My heart sank."Some of you already know," he continued, his voice firm yet trembling around the edges, "and for others, this might be your first time hearing it."I couldn’t move. I couldn’t even blink."The surgery..." Damon glanced down briefly, a subtle twitch in his jaw betraying the weight he carried. "It was supposed to happen a few weeks ago, but I had to postpone it.
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