Aria's POV
"Yes." His hand came up to cup my face, surprisingly gentle despite the ice still burning in his eyes. "I'm jealous as hell."
"I don't look back. Ever." I held his gaze, willing him to see the truth in mine.
"From the moment I learned what Ethan really was, there's been no space for him in my heart. I already blocked him. If you need me to do more—"
"I trust you." He cut me off, and something in his expression softened at the edge of my anxiety. "But Aria, I'm a possessive bastard. The more I care about someone, the less rational I become."
"You don't have to keep saying things like that." My whole face was on fire. "It's embarrassing."
Damian always looked so controlled, so devastatingly handsome, and then he'd say things that unraveled me completely.
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