Stella's POV

Damian was unbelievable.

My head throbbed at his audacity, like everything I'd just said was nothing more than an irrelevant detail to him.

"Did you hear anything I just said?" I asked, narrowing my eyes, my voice caught somewhere between irritation and disbelief.

He held my gaze with a calmness that only made me more nervous.

"I did," he said, shrugging like it was obvious. "Fear of other people's reactions, how it won't be easy, how people will judge us, blah, blah, blah