Aria opened her eyes.The ceiling above her was white, but not the blinding white of Dr. Vance's office. This was softer, warmer, touched by the pale glow of morning light filtering through thin curtains. She blinked several times, trying to place where she was. The smell of lavender lingered in the air, but something else mixed with it—coffee, old paper, the faint trace of Damien's cologne that she had grown to recognize without knowing why.She was in his apartment. The hidden one. The small space with the brick wall and the single window that faced nothing but another brick wall. She had been here before, but everything looked different now. Sharper. More real."Aria."Damien's voice came from beside her. She turned her head slowly, her neck stiff from sleep. He sat in a chair pulled close to the bed, his elbows resting on his knees, his hands clasped together so tightly his knuckles had gone white. Dark circles shadowed his eyes. His jaw was rough with stubble, as if he hadn't sha
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