Scarlett’s POVDamien.He looked wrong in Prague out of context, like a soldier in a cathedral. He had my mother’s men pinned in the way of someone who had been inside too many of their rooms. He wore the same expression: tired, raw around the edges. When his eyes found me they went cold, not the kind of cold that kills feelings but the kind that freezes them into shapes you can no longer recognize.For one careless second I almost smiled. He folded there, as if the world asking him to choose had finally broken his back. He had done what he said he wouldn’t do: he had stepped into the tangle of my life.The room smelled like whiskey and old promises. Maria’s presence was not a scent or a rustle; it was a tension, an expectation. She wasn’t there yet, but I could feel the way the air braced itself, like a body about to take a blow.“Kade,” I heard him say, smoothly. “She’s arrived.”Kade’s gaze cut to me, assessing, as if a new toy had been presented. He smiled at me too bright, too su
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