Chapter 6

• Damon
• I looked at the girl in front of me, a sense of unease creeping up my spine. It was strange, almost like a distant memory clawing at the edge of my thoughts. My lips twitched, itching to tell them that I felt nothing for this girl in front of me, but I held back. I couldn't forget the way the woman's presence had felt that night, even though her face had been hidden by a mask.
• This wasn't her – I could feel it in my bones. And yet, I wasn’t sure 100% and I need to be certain.