Chapter 42 Shadows Of The Past

• Amara’s fingers trembled as she stared at the paper in her hand. The elegant handwriting was almost mocking, each word sinking into her skin like a blade.
• "Damian is not who you think he is. He’s hiding things from you. Just like his family did to yours."
• Her pulse pounded in her ears. She read the words again, hoping they would change, hoping this was some cruel joke. But they remained the same, taunting her with their mystery.