Aria pov
"Then let me prove it." He stepped closer. I could see the stubble on his jaw, darker now in the evening light. "Every day, for however long it takes. Let me prove I'm not going anywhere."
"And if you can't? If one day you wake up and realize this is too hard, too messy, too complicated?"
"Then I'll push through anyway." His hands framed my face. His palms were warm against my cheeks. "Because the alternative—a life without you and Noah—is worse than any difficulty."
I wanted to believe him. But belief was a luxury I couldn't afford yet.
The security system beeped from the living room. Someone moving on the balcony camera. We both tensed, but then a voice came through the intercom. "Just Martinez doing rounds, Mr. Blackwood."
Damien relaxed but I didn't.
"Do you have feelings for him?" The question burst out him "For Lucas?"
I blinked at the sudden change of topic. "What? No. Why would you"
