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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 · Ciudad
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099 - From the ashes

The background noise in the restaurant dominated the table occupied by the two sisters with no blood relationship. Both ignored the glances thrown their way from time to time, used to it, and even more so, too busy to care.

The food in front of them now seemed tasteless, making both Evelyn and the blonde not touch it anymore. It was fortunate that they had already eaten the greater part of it.

After a while, Dinaia raised her head, feeling low, and doing nothing to hide it.

"Actually, Daemon said the same thing to me when we met for the first time in many years, in your apartment, before he left the message with me. He said that no matter how close we are, some decisions I can't make for you. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have interfered the way I did."