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think. She looked at her aunts, unconsciously seeking their help, but they were just as stoic, as if all three had come to a consensus without her and their unilateral decision was to let her sink or swim.  
    Mairi’s fingers curled into fists on her lap. She was shaking badly, and her voice shook even harder as she admitted in a whisper, “I don’t think I’m ready to see him.” This morning, Mairi had been sure she was strong enough to look into Damen Leventis’ eyes and tell him she no longer wanted him in her life. But now? Not so much. Not when his betrayal cut her so deeply she didn’t think she’d ever be whole again.
    Drake had touched her. She had let another man touch her, and she wanted to die because of it.
    But Damen?
    Damen had been sleeping with the woman he had once been betrothed to for five years, and no matter what Alina had said, Mairi didn’t believe he could have felt as torn up about it as she felt about her own actions.  
    If he had…
    If he had, then he would never have been able to take Alina to his bed.
    The look on Mairi’s face gutted Drake, but he was able to keep himself indifferent. It was one of the blessings and curses of having gone to war, the ability to neutralize all emotions and view everything in black and white.
    “It doesn’t matter if you are ready to see him or not. He is here, and now you must make your choice. Do you want him back?”
    She didn’t answer.
    Unfortunately for Mairi, he wasn’t inclined to wait forever for one. It would do no one any favors if he did. He stood up and walked towards the front door. “Do you want to do this inside or outside?”
    Mairi stiffened. “Drake, I don’t…”
    He made his voice colder and harder. “Inside or outside, Mairi?”
    She squeezed her eyes shut. If only , she thought numbly. If only she could wish the world away . How pathetic she had become, but the pain that kept stabbing her heart made it difficult for Mairi to remember that she was better off than others.  
    Other people lost the ones they loved to death. Other people lost the ones they loved to war, to slavery, to prison.
    She had not lost anything or anyone – she had only lost her heart.
    Drake spoke again. “Make your decision or I’ll make it for you. Either way, you need to settle this now.”
    Mairi forced herself to open her eyes. “Outside.” Her voice was thin. “I don’t want Damen Leventis taking one step inside my home.”

~ Eleven ~
     
    All breath was knocked out of Damen when the door opened and the stranger he saw on television stepped out…and he was holding Mairi’s hand.
    As the door closed behind them silently, the man escorted Mairi to the other side of the brightly lit porch. Light from all corners beamed down, allowing Damen to see her completely even as rain and the heavy darkness of a moon-less night shrouded them.
    Mairi unconsciously held on more tightly to Drake as she found the guts to meet Damen Leventis’ gaze. He had changed so much. His beauty did always have a cruel feel to it, but now the thinness of his face made that cruelty blatant. There was something different about him, something subtle but important, and yet she couldn’t put her finger on what it was.
    Did he seem less arrogant? But how could that be? This was Damen Leventis, the Greek billionaire who had it all. The one man she had ever loved, the one man whom she had given the power to hurt her. Again and again.
    “Mairi.”
    Damen’s voice made her inhale hard. It was a voice that she hoped to never hear again. But she had, and that voice alone made every despicable and humiliating memory of their last time together come back.
    “Get out of my fucking house, you gold-digging bitch.”
    “I can’t believe I chose you over a real lady like Alina.”
    “Go back to Manolis, he can have my leftovers.”
    “I had you in every way.”
    “I’m sorry, Mairi.” The words sounded like they were ripped out of him. And that was fine, really, since