Damien’s POV
We all watched Annette intently, waiting for whatever was going to happen to happen as she chugged the bottle down. She delicately wiped the corners of her mouth with her thumb and forefinger and then passed the bottle to back to Jeffery.
Jeffery had said that the results would be instant, so I held my breath. Anticipation and trepidation waged war in my chest. I wanted Annette to be Amelia so badly that I ached with the longing. But if she wasn’t… I couldn’t allow myself to be disappointed.
Though I knew I would be anyway.
A moment passed, and then two.
Annette blinked a few times, then looked at Jeffery with confusion crumpling her features. “Is something supposed to happen?”
Jeffery’s face immediately mirrored her confusion. “Yes?”
“The results are supposed to be ins
