“You should have stayed dead to me,” Damson said quietly the moment the door closed, his voice controlled but shaking underneath, and I stayed seated while my eyes moved between the woman standing in front of us and the man beside me, already feeling that something had gone very wrong in a way I had not planned for.The woman smiled slowly, the kind of smile that did not reach the eyes, heavy makeup sitting on her face like armor, perfume thick in the room, and she tilted her head slightly as if studying Damson from a distance even though they were only a few steps apart.“I do not go by that name anymore,” she replied calmly, her voice smooth and practiced, “if you are going to speak to me, you will call me Madam Natasha J.”Damson let out a quiet breath that sounded like it had been trapped in his chest for years.“Mitchell,” he said again, firmer now, “you can change your name, your face, your life, but you cannot erase who you are.”I frowned, my attention snapping fully to her no
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