Chapter 9 A New Beginning

• The next morning The beautiful morning sun shine across the window
• Elena sat on the oversized armchair near the fireplace, her legs tucked beneath her. A book lay open on her lap, untouched. Her eyes were on Damian.
• He stood across the room, jacket discarded, sleeves rolled to his elbows. He was pouring two glasses of water carefully, as though the act itself required concentration. His profile caught the glow of the sun, illuminating the sharp lines of his jaw, the faint crease between his brows.