“Recovering,” She repeated, raising an eyebrow at me. “And you? What are you doing, Damon? Are you helping her? Supporting her? Or are you just standing by, blaming her for everything? I saw how you looked at her and I saw how she was looking at you. What are you doing to help her out, Damon?”“I di
Sienna:“Good morning.” Luna Evelyn said, entering the room. I was already awake. I hadn't eaten anything. I refused to do so. I just thought as I stared into space, wondering how it was going to be dealing with everything that I had to deal with. Wondering how I was going to cope with things here.
Hesitantly, I followed her instructions. The moment Isla latched on, a strange mix of pain and warmth spread through me. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I watched her feed, her tiny hands curling against me.“She’s strong, just like her mother,” Evelyn said with a small smile. “And I'm pretty sure
Damon:I slammed the door to my office harder than I intended to do so.However, the annoyance that simmered beneath my skin threatened to boil over, wanting me to make everybody's life hell for the situation that I was living in, though I knew that I could not actually blamed them for it. I blamed
Sienna:The Infirmary was oddly quiet today.The only sound that I heard throughout the whole day was the rustling of the nurses in the hallway.The dim glow of the bed side lamp beside me cast the shaft shadow across the room, making this space feel even more isolated. Technically, most likely beca
I placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, my lips lingering there for a moment. A strange sense of peace settled over me, and I let my eyes flutter closed, just for a moment, savoring the quiet, the warmth, the weight of my daughter in my arms."You and me, kid," I whispered, barely aware that I was e
Damon:I walked out of the infirmary, the dim corridor stretching before me as my thoughts swirled in chaos.This was not how things were supposed to go. This was not how I was supposed to be dealing with them. And yet here I was. Yet here I was thinking about all the possibilities of all the chaos
Sienna:The silence in the Infirmary was the sound that I started getting used to.At this point, it was only the constant hum of footsteps in the murmuring of nurses which faded, leaving only the rhythmic beep of the monitors and the soft sound of my daughter's breathing beside me.I had my arms wr
Damon:For a few moments I debated on whether or not to go and speak to Sienna.I debated on whether to assure her that things were going to be alright as well, but she did not have to worry, that she did not have to put my mother's words in her mind.But after she decided to go to her room, she agr
Sienna:The house was eerily silent when we arrived.Damon walked in first, his posture stiff, his expression unreadable. Ethan and a few guards followed closely behind, their presence heavier than usual. I stayed near the door, my hands trembling at my sides as I struggled to keep my breathing stea
Damon:The morning was cold, much colder than usual. Or maybe it was just me.I sat at the head of the dining table, my fingers wrapped around a mug of black coffee, but I wasn’t drinking it. I was staring at the swirling steam, my thoughts tangled in a mess I couldn’t untangle.The past few months
Sienna:The night air was colder than I would have expected it to be, wrapping around me as I leaned against the wooden railing of the porch, my arms folded over my chest. The stars stretched endlessly above me, scattered like tiny diamonds against a velvet sky.I inhaled deeply, trying to find some
Damon:I moved swiftly through the dimly lit halls, my footsteps barely making a sound. My heartbeat was steady, controlled, at least, that was what I told myself.That is what I wanted to convince myself with. That I did not care.I had not been watching her.That she wasn't my main attention.But
She gave me a pointed look, arching a brow. “Oh, please, Sienna. I may be old, but I’m not blind. I see the way he looks at you now. And I see the way you try not to look at him. It is something that I'm actually happy about.”I frowned, shifting Isla slightly in my arms as she continued to drink. “
Sienna:My heart was still racing, my body betraying me despite my best efforts to ignore what had just happened.Damon was too close.And not only was he too close, but the tension between the two of us has been rising in a way that I could not find myself wanting to control or knowing how to do so
Damon:The sounds of fists hitting flesh and the dull thud of bodies hitting the ground echoed through the training field. The crisp morning air was filled with tension, the scent of sweat and exertion heavy between us.The park had been quiet and calm for the past few weeks. If anything, nothing ou
Lysandra:I sat rigidly in the oversized leather chair, my nails digging into the armrests as Father paced in front of me. The heavy scent of cigars and expensive whiskey filled the study, a scent I had grown up associating with power, with control.But tonight, all I could feel was tension.Disappo