Sera's POV
Something was wrong with Damon.
Ever since that morning at the breakfast shop, he had become a different person. He left before dawn and returned long after dark. Every night when he climbed into bed beside me, I caught the sharp scent of disinfectant clinging to his skin.
At first, I tried to be understanding. He had told me he would explain everything once he figured it out. I trusted him. I believed in his promise.
But days passed, and he said nothing.
His attitude changed too. The warm, attentive mate I had fallen in love with was replaced by someone distant and irritable. When I asked about his day, he gave one-word answers. When I tried to touch him, he flinched away like my hands burned.
One evening, I made his favorite dinner. Spent hours preparing everything perfe
