(Ember POV)
After we returned to the room. Alaric and Damon went out again, claiming they had something to do.
I stood by the window, resting my head on my elbow. The sun was setting in the distance, painting the sky with shades of orange and soft pink. The gentle breeze moved through the trees. The clouds looked golden at the edges, glowing for a short moment before fading into gray. It was warm and quiet like the day was calmly ending.
I sighed, my gaze moved down to the open space. It reminded me of the day I was running for my life. The very same day I died in my world and transmigrated into this one, and it was that very same day I met Damon for the first time.
Speaking of Damon, that guy is very strange. A small smile formed on my lips. I just can't believe that he would stand up for me. 'Does this mean that he is beginning to fall in love with me?'
