Amelia’s POV
My heart beat wildly in my chest as I looked into Damien’s eyes. He was always so guarded, yet for the first time, I felt like I was seeing something in him that he usually kept hidden from me?
Typically, Damien looked at me in a very guarded sort of way, seemingly looking through me rather than at me. Many times I wondered if he was seeing Amelia in my visage, and was unable to see the real me.
Right now, though, he seemed to be looking at me and seeing me, Annette. And this time, there was affection in his eyes.
It stole my breath away.
Yet, too soon, I blinked, and he blinked too. We looked away from each other, and then back to each other, and we both seemed to remember where we were and who we were.
My cheeks burned with embarrassment, especially as Damien backed up
