|Carmella|
The moment I saw him, it felt like the world had stopped spinning.
I locked eyes with Damien, and he stared right back at me, unflinching. His eyes were the same striking shade of blue as the man I once knew. Yet, standing before him now, I couldn’t shake the uncertainty creeping into my mind. Was this truly the man I remembered?
He was introduced to me as Damien Montague, not Dimitri Montague. And yet, something in my gut told me they were one and the same. His presence—strong, commanding, and familiar—was unmistakably Dimitri.
"It’s a pleasure to finally meet you, Mrs. Gilmore," Damien said, his voice smooth but edged with confusion. His gaze lingered on me, as though I were a puzzle he couldn’t quite piece together. There was a tension between us, a weight of unspoken qu
