Ara's POV
I stepped out of the bathroom, but Damon was already gone. I sighed. Right. Today’s the day. I needed to talk to him— about the cancer, about his mark.
When I walked into the dining room, Aurelia was there, lazily sipping her coffee.
"Good morning," I said, forcing a casual smile.
Her eyes flicked up, and a slow grin spread across her face. "Someone’s glowing. What’s the deal?"
"Huh? No deal," I said too quickly.
She narrowed her eyes, then leaned in, inhaling deeply. She literally sniffed me, "Oh my gods. You totally did it."
"Wha…t! How could you—" I stammered, heat flooding my face. This was way too embarrassing! Everyone would know that Damon and I…. Oh goddess!
"I can smell him on you," she purred, her smirk widening. "Like, all over you. As if he had r
