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It was Shameek.
Oh God no
The fae had thrown a whipping, an enchantment, a dragon, a wendigo, and murder my way. I couldn’t even imagine what was next.
It's crazy when you think about it
Damon stood at the edge of the crowd, whole and alive, exactly where he’d been when I entered the room.
I knew it
Only when my hands were pink and stinging did I realize the truth; I would never be clean again.
“I’m sorry, Fortuna.”
Fuck why do I feel bad
He bent his head and kissed the inside of my wrist. Something within me stirred. “There were a dozen reasons, really,” I heard him say. “For one, I had already started to know you. It wouldn’t have been enough incentive to agree—you would’ve opted to risk coming here without the protection of my name. Another reason is that it’s simply my nature to withhold and distrust. I wasn’t born with this scar; someone bestowed it upon me. And there’s also the fact that… I just wanted you.”
