(Damon POV)
After being engulfed in an abyss, the sound of water falling filled my consciousness.
Then the smell of fresh air mixed with the scent of jasmine, lavender, and Rosemary flooded my nostrils.
'Ember'
Her name rang in my head, the memories of her falling off the cliff and the bone witch gripping her neck with fingers piercing her skin flashed through my head.
I remembered the disapproving gaze of Theo and Alaric, but I chose to give myself to her. They must be very disappointed in me.
At first, I thought I had given my heart because of the guilt of failing her before… but I was wrong. I gave my heart selflessly because… I love her.
The very same emotions I have refused to accept, I love her, and I was a fool for failing to admit it.
I had no regret for my decision, if she could live in my stead, I would be very satisfied.
My thoughts cut off, as the realization of a soft weight pressing against me.
