Stella's POV "I agreed to try again with Damian. We're together." The air thinned instantly. I watched Alexander's face tighten, the muscles in his jaw locking hard as stone. His eyes, always so warm when they looked at me, now burned with fury. "What?" His voice came out low, almost a growl. I opened my mouth to repeat it, but I couldn't. He leaned forward, elbows planted firmly on the table, and spoke louder. "You're kidding me, right?" He let out a short, humorless laugh. "This has to be a joke, Stella." I felt a few nearby diners glance in our direction. "Alex, please, lower your voice," I said, trying to stay calm. He didn't listen. "Have you lost your mind?" he exploded. "What the hell is going on in your head, Stella? Him? Damian Winter? The man who's been the reason for your misery all these years? And isn't he married?" I swallowed hard, my hands damp against the fabric of my dress. "He's getting divorced," I said, almost in a whisper. The certainty in my
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