Damien’s PovI woke up to the sound of Marcus pounding on my bedroom door, and I already knew before he said a single word that whatever news he was bringing wasn’t good. I opened the door and saw the look on his face, the same look he used to have back when a deal was about to collapse in front of investors.“It’s worse than we thought,” Marcus said, holding up his phone so I could see the screen. “It’s everywhere online. Someone leaked that Damien Laurent has been living quietly in this town for weeks.”I stared at the headline scrolling across his screen, my name printed beside a blurry photo of the café where Lena worked, and my stomach turned in a way that reminded me exactly how much I hated this part of my life. “How did they get a photo of the café?”“I don’t know,” Marcus admitted, “but it’s not just online chatter anymore. There are reporters gathering outside the resort right now, and a few of them have already been spotted near the café asking locals questions.”I felt my
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