POV: DamienThe world was spinning.Damien opened his eyes, his vision blurred, his head pounding. He was lying on the ground, the wreckage of the car scattered around him. The smell of gasoline filled the air, sharp and dangerous.He tried to move, but pain shot through his body—his ribs, his arm, his head. He groaned, forcing himself to focus. The car was on its side, the windshield shattered. He'd been thrown clear of the wreckage, landing in the ditch.The memories came flooding back—the car speeding toward them, the screech of tires, the world spinning as they were run off the road. And then Aria's scream."Aria," he whispered, his voice hoarse. "Aria!"He forced himself to move, ignoring the pain that shot through his body. He crawled toward the wreckage, his heart pounding."Aria! Where are you?"There was no answer. The car was empty. She was gone.Damien searched frantically, his hands bleeding, his body aching. But Aria was gone. The car was empty. She'd been taken."No," he
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