Years had passed since that winter night, but the warmth and joy that Damon and Alina had created remained as vivid as ever. The estate was now a place of life and laughter, a sanctuary that carried the memories of every season, every moment they had shared.
On a quiet afternoon in early autumn, Alina sat in the garden, surrounded by the flowers that Damon had planted for her. The sun was warm, casting a gentle glow over the estate, and she closed her eyes, letting the peace of the day settle around her.
She heard footsteps and opened her eyes to see Damon approaching, his smile soft as he reached her side. His hair had silvered slightly, and the lines on his face spoke of a life well-lived, but his gaze was as warm and full of love as it had been the day they first made their promises to each other.
“Lost in thought?” he asked, sitting beside her and taking her hand.
Alina smiled, squeezing his hand gently. “Just thinking about how lucky we are,” she replied. “About everything we’ve built together.”
Damon leaned forward, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “I think about that every day. You’re my greatest happiness, Alina. My greatest love.”
They sat together, watching the sun dip low over the horizon, casting the garden in shades of amber and gold. The world was quiet, filled with a sense of peace that only deepened with time. Their journey had begun in darkness, but it had led them to a love that was bright and enduring, a love that had filled every corner of their lives with light.
And as they held each other close, Damon and Alina knew that they had found something rare, something lasting. They had found forever.
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Chasing Shadows
FanfictionFor centuries, Damon has lived in the shadows, cursed to exist in isolation, haunted by betrayal, and consumed by a darkness he can't escape. His life is defined by control and secrecy, a never-ending cycle of survival without hope of redemption-unt...
