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Love from the ashes

Love, Betrayal, Blood, but not Hatred. Only cold revenge, and a son to complete the family. "D" Section, a nonexistent military unit. "D" for dark, "D" for depth, "D"... for death. It demanded no attachment, and Daemon sacrificed love for it. Years later, the death of his teammates made him feel that he had done enough for the country, so he came back to the city he grew in. But can what has been forsaken be gained back? Because now Evelyn, the one to have breathed vitality in his numb, orphaned heart, had her own life, and a little boy calling her mother. Also, while he left his life full of dead bodies behind, did that life really let him go? From the ashes, will it love or... ? _ _ _ Two lovers who still love each other even with scars left behind by past events. They narrowly miss a chance to meet again and rekindle the lost spark, with him left with an empty heart, and her with her pain renewed, only buried because of the sun of her life, her son, their son… that he knew nothing about. They each continue with their own life in their own way. Their paths even almost become parallel to each other, almost taking the opposite direction with new commitments. But fate be damned, even if it now seems to push them toward each other. From the ashes, their love shall blaze anew. Or maybe not. Find the answer yourself. ___ First draft of characters image on my discord, a channel for fans to get together: https://discord.com/invite/C86EJvCJdd Comment and review, don't forget.

LifeDayDreams · Urban
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251 Chs

066 - From the ashes

Less than an hour later, at around 9 AM, Daemon could be seen sitting in an office with many workspaces arranged inside. Looking at the decoration, and at the books on some desks, it was evident that it was a teachers' room.

Some desks had their owners present, while others were empty. There were both males and females among said owners, and the one facing Daemon was of the opposite gender.

She was not bad looking, dressed for work, modest, with her hair kept in a ponytail at the back, and generally, her bearing was the kind to make the children of the classes she was in charge of like her. However, right now, she was having a somewhat distant smile on her face. She was trying to hide her inner thoughts, but Daemon could see that she had some opinion about him.

"Mr… Daemon Peak. You are Jason's father?"

Daemon made himself comfortable and said lightly: