Stella's POV

"So…?" I asked, unable to hide my nerves. My hands were damp with sweat. "What was the result?"

Damian glanced down at the paper one more time before dropping it onto the coffee table. The smile was still on his lips when he looked back at me.

"Negative."

My shoulders relaxed instantly. The air rushed out of my lungs in a long, shaky breath.

"I told you…" I murmured, trying to steady my voice.

"Yes, you did," he replied, an ironic laugh following his words.

I swallowed