Damon remembered the night vividly, the one that had started everything. He had been waiting for Ella outside the small café she liked, the one where the warm light spilled onto the cobblestone street, and he had planned to tell her something important, something personal. She had been late, of course, as usual, and he had grown impatient, pacing back and forth, checking his watch. When she finally arrived, laughing and apologizing, he had barely had time to smile before his phone rang.It was Melanie yet again.“Damon, I need you,” her voice had trembled on the line, fragile and scared, and Damon had known immediately something was wrong. She had been his childhood friend, the one he had promised to always protect when everyone else had abandoned her, the one who had been there when he had felt alone, when he had no one else to turn to.“Melanie, calm down. Where are you?” he asked, already moving toward her neighborhood, ignoring the worried glance Ella gave him as she reached for h
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