Elena's POV

I watched Damien flee the ballroom and felt absolutely nothing.

That should have scared me. That complete absence of feeling for a man I'd once loved enough to give up everything for.

But instead, I felt nothing.

"You're doing amazing," Caleb murmured as I stepped off the stage. He'd been waiting in the wings.

"I can't believe I just did that."

"Believe it. You were incredible." He handed me a glass of champagne. "How do you feel?"

"Powerful," I admitted. "Is that ...