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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.

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053 - From the ashes

"Oh… Were you sick, dad?"

Daemon took his eyes away from Evelyn when he saw her tuck her hair behind her ears, as if to free it to better listen to the conversation.

He lowered his voice and whispered to Jason:

"Yes, I was sick. But why are you lowering your voice?"

Jason stole a glance at his mother, before answering in the same low voice he had used to start the conversation:

"Mum was very sad before, so I don't want her to feel sad again. If I talk in a low voice, mum won't hear me and feel sad."

"Oh. Jason is very considerate."

"Hm. Mum says the same thing. And now, no one at school won't say I don't have a father."

"They say that?"

"Some of my classmates say that."

"Don't care about them. You have a father, and he is super awesome."

"I know. Mum said you were away to help people. Are you done? Will you stay and not leave again?"