Damon’s POVPain.It was the first thing I felt when consciousness clawed its way back. Not the sharp, clean pain of a wound, but something deeper, darker. It spread through my veins like ice and fire at once, crawling toward my heart with every sluggish beat.I tried to move, but my body refused. My limbs felt heavy, disconnected. The world around me was blurred, voices bleeding together into a mess of sound I couldn't separate."Damon!" Aria's voice cut through everything else, sharp and desperate. "Damon, stay with me. Please, stay with me."Her hands were on my face, warm and trembling. I forced my eyes open, struggling to focus on her. She was beautiful, even through the haze of pain. Her dark hair fell around her face like a curtain, and her eyes, those eyes that had captured me from the first moment, were filled with tears."Aria," I managed, my voice barely a rasp. "You're... safe?""I'm safe," she sobbed, her thumb brushing across my cheek. "You saved me. You stupid, reckless
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