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He walked over to the drinks table, his movements tense and deliberate. Pouring himself a shot, he seemed lost in thought, his mind undoubtedly racing with the implications of the news.

Helena's name hung in the air like a heavy weight, suffocating the room with its significance.

Damon's next words cut through the silence like a knife. "Now Helena is free from me."

The bitterness in his tone was unmistakable, tinged with a hint of resignation. Kesha couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy for him, despite everything. "But why do you need her? You have me," she murmured softly.

Damon's laugh was sharp and humorless. "You?" he scoffed, his disbelief evident. "You're not useful for my plans."

As he downed the tequila in one swift motion, Kesha felt a chill run down her spine.

His gaze bore into her, intense and calculating, sending shivers down her spine. "Or maybe..." he trailed off, his voice taking on a dangerous edge.

The sudden change in tone made Kesha's heart race, her pulse q
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