DAMIEN'S POV
We stayed at Harrow Point for four days.
Not a traditional honeymoon. We'd talked about Italy, Paris, the kind of places people go. But we both wanted quiet more than we wanted travel and the inn was already the right place. Della gave us the corner room with the best water view and left us largely alone.
We slept late. Walked the bluff path in the mornings. Ate at the small restaurant in town where nobody knew us and nobody cared. Elara found a used bookshop on the main street and spent two hours in it while I sat outside with coffee and watched the coastal town do its ordinary Saturday things.
She came out with four books and looked satisfied in the specific way she looked when she'd found something worth keeping.
"Anything good?" I asked.
"Everything good." She held u
