Fate's Dance

iance was relaxed, but tension hummed between them as they sipped their drinks in silence. Damion was th

en a drinker,” she began quietly. “But it was my birthday, and Charlette convi

, sensing her sincerity. “An

ber much after the club,” she admitted, her voice barely a

hout knowing the full story. “I'm sorry,” he said sincerely, reaching across

dent in her eyes. “Thank you fo

e about themselves—dreams, fears, and past experiences. Damion found himself drawn to S

their attention. Sophia's ex-boyfriend, Jason, swaggered in with a group of friends, his eyes immediat

g. “Well, well, if it isn't little Sophia. Di

in defiantly. “Jason, please leave,” she s

sked you to leave,” he said, his voice cutting th

him up. “And who are you? Anothe

flaring. “Back off,” he warned,

grounding him. “Let's go,” she said quietly, her

escorting Sophia out of the café. They walked in silence to Damio

them both. It was Chris, his loyal bodyguard and friend, calling with urgent news. “

ind racing. Turning to Sophia, he explained the situation brief

er concern for Damion evident in he

grandfather's condition—critical but stable for the moment. Damion's anxiety mounted

, a doctor emerged from the ICU, delivering the heartbr

ettling heavily upon him. Sophia moved closer, offering a

e,” Damion murmured, his

'm here for you,” she replied softl

stay in his guest room for the night. Sophia hesitated for a moment before

weight of the night hanging heavily between them. Damion tu

he said quietly, his voice

at the raw honesty in his eyes. “it's ok,” she