WHEN THE SNOW STOPPED FALLING
Chapter 4
The Woman in White
Elena's POV
“Smile, Elena, the press is to your left.”
“I am smiling,” I murmured, forcing a smile without looking at Damon.
“Not like you’re walking into a funeral.”
“Maybe I am actually doing that.”
His jaw was already hardened slightly at that, but he didn’t respond. Typical of him. Three days ago, I had made the greatest discovery of my life, that the snow was a lie. Two nights ago, I still lay beside him, my emotions all over the place, while he slept like a man without guilt. Yesterday, he acted so smoothly, like nothing had happened between us.
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