Damien’s pov

I could barely breathe.

Everyone was staring at me. Whispering…pointing.

"That's Damien Blackwell. He was married to her."

"I heard he treated her terribly."

"Serves him right. Look at her now."

I wanted to disappear into the floor. Mother was having a complete meltdown at our table.

And me? I just stood there watching Elena dance with Caleb Harding like she wasn’t a married woman.

"Damien." I felt a hand on my shoulder. Victoria.

"We need to talk. Now."

"Not ...