Damon's POV
It was past midnight when I finally got home.
My head was pounding. A relentless, splitting pain that had become my constant companion over the past few days. The treatments at the Healer's cottage were brutal. Each session left me more drained than the last, my mind feeling like it had been torn apart and stitched back together wrong.
I was starting to doubt everything. Was this worth it? Was recovering memories that might destroy me really the right choice?
I dragged myself through the front door, expecting darkness. Expecting Sera to be asleep like she had been every other night this week.
But when I turned on the light, she was there.
Sitting in the armchair by the window. In the dark. Waiting for me.
We stared at each other. Her expression was furious. Eyes red-rimm
