Aria's POV
After I left Damon, I let myself enjoy the break completely. And somewhere in those quiet days, I realized something: even with Damon gone from my life, the sun still rose, same as it always had.
Maybe it had never really been him I couldn't live without.
But the strange thing was, I kept dreaming about the blizzard.
In the dream, unlike in real life, he knew the truth—that I was the one who had saved his life. Not Claudia.
In the dream, there was no Claudia at all. Everyone was alive and whole. My father watched our wedding with his own eyes, and Damon and I built a happy little family, just the three of us.
Even in the dream, I still ached for that child. If only I hadn't lost the baby. If only.
But every time I woke, I understood all over again: in the waking world, ev
