Aria's POV
Damon's Alpha pressure slammed into me like a crushing wave. It was so heavy, so suffocating, I could barely breathe. My legs turned to jelly, and my body instinctively wanted to curl forward. But I refused to let him see me break. I forced my spine straight, lifted my chin, and met his eyes—those dark, stormy, dangerous eyes that used to make my heart race for all the wrong reasons.
A cold, bitter feeling kept rising in my chest, wave after wave.
Why?
Because when I was lying on that cold operating table, terrified and desperate, calling out for help, you were too busy with your precious girlfriend. You hung up on me without a second thought. You left me there alone.
Damon, it was you—you who killed that baby. So what right do you have to stand here and ask me why?!
I swa
