39. DAMIAN

Chapter thirty-nine

DAMIAN

A fter Sebastia, I had promised myself that I would never allow the warmth back into my heart. I knew that I would keep the shadows of death wrapped around that living organ I wanted to rot and get moldy with dust, being unused and maybe even unwanted.

However, at this moment, Aurelia was in my vision; her pink hair gleaming, the gold in her blushed cheeks sparkling, melted the cobwebs that surrounded my heart. The bones around my heart rattled, showing that there was a sign of a beat—that it was alive.

I had an urge to protect her and to keep her safe.

She was my complete opposite, but something drew me to her.

She became more than just a passing thought. Her presence stirred emotions in my heart that I promised myself to never feel again. With her beside me, I felt driven to shatter the barriers of my own restrictions, no longer content to linger in the shadows between life and death.

I didn't want to live in the dark anymore. Aurelia had shone the light, and I knew I could never return.