LOGIN"Come in," Ryan ordered calmly.The front door opened almost immediately and another young man dressed in the same black suit stepped inside. He walked straight to Ryan, leaned closer and whispered something into his ear.I couldn't hear a single word.Ryan's expression didn't change.Not even slightly."Excuse me for a moment, ma'am," he said politely before following the young man outside.I watched them leave.Even that made me anxious.Every movement.Every whisper.Every unfamiliar face.Everything suddenly felt suspicious.The mansion that had felt so warm last night now felt impossibly cold.Almost empty.Almost...Lonely."Would you like anything for breakfast, ma'am?" Evelyn asked softly.I didn't even look at her."No."My voice came out much colder than I intended."I'm not hungry."She
The moment I realized Damian wasn't beside me, every trace of sleep disappeared.I sat upright so quickly that the blanket slipped onto my lap. My eyes immediately searched the room, expecting to find him standing by the window or walking out of the bathroom.Nothing.The room was quiet.Too quiet."Damian?"No response.A strange feeling settled in my chest.It wasn't just worry.It was fear.The kind that arrives without permission and refuses to explain itself.I quickly climbed out of bed, barely taking the time to throw on a robe before rushing downstairs."Damian?"My voice echoed through the enormous mansion.Still nothing.I searched the living room.The dining area.The kitchen.Every room I could think of.Nothing."Damian!" I called again, louder this time.The silence answered me."No... no, no, no..."I immediately turned and ran back upstairs, checking every room one after another even though I knew how ridiculous it was. There weren't that many places he could possibly
"What's wrong?" Damian asked calmly as he wrapped a large towel around my shoulders before I could even process what had happened. The calmness in his voice almost made me believe he had been expecting this reaction all along."It's gone, Damian!" I exclaimed, my voice echoing through the bathroom. My hands instinctively searched the place where the mark had always been. "It's gone... it vanished!""What vanished?" he asked, tilting his head with an innocent expression that fooled absolutely nobody.I narrowed my eyes at him."You know exactly what I'm talking about."He remained silent."The mark, Damian." My voice trembled as I looked at him again. "The mark is gone. I'm free... we're free."A soft laugh escaped him.It wasn't mocking.It wasn't even surprised.It was the quiet laugh of someone watching a long awaited moment finally arrive.Then, without warning, every bit of excitement inside me disappeared.A cold feeling spread through my body.The smile slowly slipped from my fa
When we were done with dinner, Damian drove us away from the restaurant without saying much. The drive back was surprisingly quiet, but it wasn't an uncomfortable silence. It was the kind of silence that settled naturally between two people who had already said everything that needed saying for the day.I rested my head against the window, watching the city lights streak past. Every now and then I'd steal a glance at him.His eyes remained on the road.One hand rested confidently on the steering wheel while the other occasionally found mine, intertwining our fingers for a few seconds before returning to the wheel. It was such a simple gesture, yet it made my heart flutter every single time.A part of me still couldn't believe this was my life.Just this morning I had quit my job.Confronted my mother.Watched my ex publicly humiliate himself.And somehow, I was ending the day beside a man who made all those painful memories seem... smaller."You've been staring at me for the last five
After our dishes had been served and everyone had settled in, I genuinely thought maybe, just maybe, we would all eat in uncomfortable silence.I should have known better.Because Lara clearly didn't come here to eat.She came to perform."So, Nanya," she began, lifting her glass delicately like she was hosting some expensive interview, "Michael here told me he ran into you recently."I looked up from my food."Oh?""Yes." She smiled smugly. "You work in a café, don't you? What happened?"There it was.The insult.Freshly plated alongside dinner.I swallowed calmly and smiled. "Well, it's a lot more peaceful there than corporate drama.""Peaceful?" she repeated before letting out a laugh that was honestly too loud for a human being.Michael chuckled too.Annoying pair.For a brief moment, I wondered if they had practiced this before coming here. Maybe they sat in front of a mirror together rehearsing ways to sound superior. If they did, I had to admit the effort was impressive.Then M
Following my gaze, Damian turned slightly toward the entrance.I truly tried.Honestly tried.Tried not to think anything at all because I knew fully well he would hear every single thought that crossed my mind, and right now my thoughts were not exactly holy.But guess what?I couldn’t help it.Because standing there was Michael.The Michael.Not some random Michael.Not another Michael.The Michael.The same man who had once convinced me that love was a beautiful thing only to personally turn around and beat that belief to death with emotional bricks.Of all the expensive restaurants in all the city, this man chose this one?Tonight?With me here?And with her?Because apparently life enjoyed creative suffering.There seemed to be an issue with their reservation because the receptionist kept apologizing while Lara kept talking with exaggerated hand gestures like the world was ending simply because she couldn’t get immediate access to overpriced food.Good.Let her suffer.Let her su
The streets were painted in the bruised colors of dusk when I stepped out of the café, keys jingling in my hand. The evening air was crisp, cool enough to raise goosebumps on my arms, but my chest felt strangely light. For once, there were no omens, no strange energy pulsing under my skin. Just the
The morning sunlight spilled through the café’s front window, throwing golden stripes across the floor. For once, it didn’t feel like an accusation. It felt… earned.I pushed open the door with my hip, balancing two trays of freshly brewed coffee and the remains of my last nerve.“Good morning, wor
The door slammed open so hard the walls shook.For a moment, all I heard was the sound of my heart dropping into my stomach.Damian froze where he sat across from me, a faint smile dying on his lips. I turned, slowly, already knowing who it was.My mother stood in the doorway, her coat half-slipped
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