~ Violet ~
“…Damon…”
Violet’s voice came out in a whisper. She saw him standing in front of her, but she still couldn’t believe it. For a second, she thought this must be a dream. She dreamt about moments like this before, when Damon would show up unannounced before her eyes. Usually, if she jerked her head hard enough, she’d wake up from her sleep. But this time, no matter how many times she blinked or forced herself to wake up, nothing could erase the image of him standing in front of her.
“Is it… really you?”
That was a rhetorical question. She knew it was him. Those were his eyes, his lips, and his sharp jawline. His hair was a little longer and light stubble formed on his jaw. He was wearing his signature three-piece suit and he stood in that cool and mysterious way that he always
