In my head, a silent conversation between Damon and me has already ended terribly.I look him in the eye—surprised and betrayed—and he looks away, not even bothering to explain.“Elara?” Hannah’s voice comes again. “You… still here?”Done with him, I break my gaze and turn to my sister. “Of course.”“So, are you here for the PTM today?”Until the divorce is done, I must not reveal my plans. Not that he would care, but it’s better to avoid him messing anything up. I nod. “Yes. I was. In fact, we’re almost done. You both can…” I shift my gaze to Damon, who still refuses to look back. “…continue.”We’re about to walk away when Damon, as if suddenly snapped back to reality, takes a step forward. For a split second, he looks desperate to say something—as if there’s something he urgently needs to tell me—but then he blinks, looks around, and conveniently, all that desperation and urgency disappear in a flash.He inhales. “I’ve already asked Jordan to unfreeze your accounts. Our anniversary i
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