Chloe’s heart thrummed through their joined hands. She instinctively tried to withdraw hers, but she found herself unable to move. Just as she had suspected, he knew everything, including Alice’s secret.
“I also understand the sentiments of the man who concealed his past as a stable master and began a new life as a missionary.”
Damien had only appeared before her after uncovering everything, effectively blocking all routes of escape. As they swayed to the rhythm of the waltz, his form ebbed away only to surge back close to her, causing her breath to catch each time. Her hand had grown slick with sweat in his, but she could not break free.
“You asked how I have been,” he said.
Chloe felt her heart throb painfully inside her chest. Damien lowered his head toward her as if leaning in for a kiss. She blinked once, her eyes snapping shut before fluttering open again.
