We're waiting for Ethan.By now, Theo knows that something is horribly wrong. She's been drumming her fingernails against the table non-stop ever since she sat down. She's been looking at all of us in the eye. She's not content; I can sense that she feels betrayed in a sense. It seems like all of us here have an idea of what's going on. She doesn't. She's been so distracted by the wedding plans that she didn't notice anything.I can't meet her gaze. I know the lie I told her last night was a necessary one, but we've been getting undeniably close and I didn't even give her a heads-up. I remind myself that this is what Damien wanted and I didn't want to sabotage his plan by opening my mouth. Theo would run to Ethan. He'd find out one way or another and he wouldn't even show up.Who am I kidding, he might not show up as it is.He might know by now about Gillian. If so, then his guess is that Damien knows the whole truth. That's just my assumption, I could be wrong. I hope I am. Damien to
"I feel like I'm in a nightmare," Theo says, blowing her nose on a napkin. "I've pinched myself a dozen times and I still haven't woken up."I keep rubbing her back because I don't know what else to do. What to say. She's bitterly disappointed in Ethan, I could tell by the way she reacted at the meeting. The normal Theo would never say such things to Ethan. He deserved her harsh treatment. Even now, he's not man enough to fix his mistakes. Damien gave him a chance.Who knows if what he said is true? Peneope could be perfectly fine somewhere. I can't believe he acted out simply because he found out that Gabriel Keller was his biological father. He betrayed his entire family because of it, then acted as if everything was fine. I never expected this from him. I thought he was a man of character.Like my Damien.After Ethan left, Damien asked me to escort Theo out because she was crying hysterically, but I think he just wanted to discuss his plans with the men in there. He didn't want us
Theo left with Roger to take care of the last minute preparations.I'm lying in bed and taking deep breaths before calling my mother. I know she won't be happy about this. She hates it when plans change, but there's nothing I can do about it. I'm not sure if I should tell her about Ethan and Damien's feud. Maybe not. Even though she didn't raise Ethan, I know she loves him. It's something we've never discussed, but I'm hoping we'll have the chance to do that when she arrives. We'll spend a lot of time together and it'll be like we were never apart.She answers on the second ring. "Amelia. I wasn't expecting your call so soon. Is everything alright?"No or yes? How do I answer her question? "It's...well, the plan has changed. Damien and I are getting married soon. And by soon I mean tonight."She's quiet for a solid minute. I'm waiting for her to say something and I'll go on from there. She asks, "What prompted the sudden change?""It's complicated," I admit. "I'll talk to him, someone
Ethan rushes inside The Den.Ash called and said he wanted to talk to him. Ever since he called him the night of Damien's engagement, he hasn't stopped bothering him. He wants to talk to him and he keeps arranging meeting after meeting. Ethan went because he thought Ash would offer him a way out, but all he found out was that he was Paco's boss. He was the one making his life miserable. Nothing changed, it only got worse. He's his slave now, so he has no choice but to do his bidding.He's never been more ashamed in all his life.Most of the things Damien accused him of were true. He did some messed up shit these past several months, he recognizes that. The worst of all was betraying Damien, his own brother. Those assholes don't know that, thankfully, but that doesn't really matter. Ethan knew he would get in serious trouble if any of that shit was ever caught. Damien had enough friends that would turn a blind eye to the contraband, booze, and things they considered 'harmless', but not
I've lost my mind.Nothing makes sense anymore. I don't know where I am or how long I've been here. I've lost all track of time. My bloody hands are clasped together and I haven't stopped praying, I haven't even paused to breathe.I can't unsee it. Damien. Dying right on my fucking lap. I couldn't do anything, I was absolutely helpless. I held him until my legs cramped. I was overcome with despair as I watched him bleed on me, unable to stop it. The skirt of my dress is red. It doesn't look like it's ever been white. It's like I went swimming in a pool of blood. I'm shaking from head to toe and I'll explode if I don't get news. I've been waiting for hours. No one's around to give me any answers.Theo isn't here. Everyone is gone. They've abandoned me here in this cold and desolate place. I'm surrounded by white walls that remind me of how perfect everything was before that son of a bitch came along and took my Damien from me. My dress was white and our smiles were white and the minist
I wake up in a dimly lit room.It takes me a few seconds to realize that I'm at the apartment. I try to sit up and my head spins, so I lie back down. My legs are tingling and I'm out of breath, like I just ran a marathon. I'm still in the blood-stained wedding dress. I know what this means. God, it can't be true.My heart is heavy in my chest. I remember everything that happened in the hospital; Theo in tears, telling me that Damien didn't make it. He died. Those two dragging me out. Her last words to me. To be strong."No," I say, pressing my face against the pillow. "No, no, no.""I'm glad you're awake," Theo tells me. I turn my head and see her sitting on the coffee table, holding a glass of water. She's no longer in the emerald gown she wore to our wedding, and she looks surprisingly calm. No tears in her eyes."Theo?""Drink this," she says. "You'll feel much better." Better? Better? She can't be serious. Maybe I'm dreaming. Her nonchalance infuriates me. How can she be so cold?
So the great Damien Keller is actually dead.Devon heard the news and didn't feel anything. Not pride or joy or shit. He wasn't surprised, obviously; he was the one who paid the guy to do it. With Ash Rockford's money, not his, but that hardly matters. Ash wanted him to do it, but he refused. There's no way he was going to kill Damien Keller and walk out of that place alive. So he told Ash that he was going to pay someone to do it in his place. He arranged everything, the only thing he didn't do was pull the trigger.He managed to marry Amelia after all. She owns everything that once belonged to him. She's a rich woman, a powerful one. He's tempted to go to her and keep an eye on her from a distance, but he's still recovering from nearly starving to death. If Ash hadn't intervened, he would've died. He wonders if she knows and if so, what she'd say about it. Would she care at all? He's done a lot of shit in the past, but he was trying to warn her. He tried to help.If he had known of
Nothing feels the same without him.The Lounge feels empty, somehow. Damien's presence lit up the room. He breathed life into everything he touched, and this place was no exception. I feel his absence in my soul. The only thing that's keeping me on my feet is the fact that he's alive and that my mother's taking care of him.By now, everyone has heard. I can tell by the looks they're giving me, customers and employees. I'm wearing black, which is a confirmation. That's what I was aiming for. It's important for everyone to think he's dead. That way, he'll recover in peace."I'm so sorry for your loss, Amelia," Chris says once he sees me. "If there's anything I can do to help, don't hesitate to ask. Please. I'll do anything."I nod. I appreciate his offer, I really do. It's important for me to sort out the liars from trustworthy people, and I think I can count on Chris. I'll have to be cautious, though. Someone let that man in last night, I keep that in mind.I make my way to his office.