ELENA
The night has come, adorning the sky with a tapestry of shimmering stars. Soft music plays as Damian holds me close to his body, dancing in the middle of the place.
I look into his blue eyes, which shine along with the moon. I rest my head on his shoulder as he moves me to the rhythm of the song. I close my eyes and inhale his expensive, rich perfume.
It doesn't matter what happened with Andres, and it also doesn't matter that Ivana tried to stop the wedding. In the end, I am his wife; at least for two years, I can get lost in the blue of his eyes.
Thank you - he says, and I look at him, his eyes fixed on me as he moves me to his rhythm.
Why? - I ask with a furrowed brow.
For doing this, I know you don't love me and that maybe you had other plans - he says, looking at me. If he only k……
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