Chapter 19 AMELIA'S POV "A button was found in the woman's hand, and he suspects it belongs to the culprit," the guard reported to Damon. My face went pale instantly, a cold shiver running down my spine as my left eye twitched nervously. Damon, on hearing what the guard said, quickly picked up a coat, draped it over his shoulders, and hurried out of the room without saying a word to me. I watched him leave in silence, my heart racing frantically in my chest, this can't be happening! Was it mine? I had worn the new cardigan sweatshirt Damon had gifted me since it was a bit chilly outside. But before leaving, I’d taken it off and carelessly tossed it in the shack, thinking no one would ever find it. The shack was abandoned, after all. But now that a button from the shirt was found in her hands, it would only be a matter of time before the shirt was found. The sweatshirt had my initials because it was specifically made for me. Of course, if anyone should get a hold of it, I cou
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