Damon
Night has long since fallen when I hear stealthy footsteps in the hallway. The faint moonlight barely illuminates the room where I’ve settled, a shadow among shadows. I don’t need to see to know who’s approaching. Her scent reaches me long before she enters—a heady blend of damp forest and wild roses. Alina.
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