Emily did not remember the moment sleep took her.One minute she had been lying in bed, her thoughts circling everything Damien had said, replaying his voice, his expression, the way he had looked at her as though what he felt was something certain and unshakable. The next, the weight of those thoughts slipped away, and the world around her softened into something quieter, something deeper.When she opened her eyes, he was there.Damien lay beside her as though he had always been meant to be there, his presence fitting into the space with an ease that felt almost unsettling in how natural it was. The room around them was the same—her room, dimly lit, the soft glow of the lamp casting gentle shadows along the walls—but everything felt warmer, closer, more intimate than it had ever been before.She turned her head slightly, her gaze finding his, and for a moment neither of them spoke. There was no surprise in her expression, no confusion, only a quiet awareness that settled between them
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