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.
Evelyn was letting him keep his little secret, but she had thought that he had left his life with the military behind him. From what he said about last night, he was honoring an agreement, one last deal with the army. But it seemed that he was still connected to the latter in such a way that a little badge commanded so much respect as she had seen.
"A reward for my service."
Daemon's voice brought Evelyn out of her musings. But she noticed the lack of enthusiasm when he spoke, making her try to look beyond his calm facade. She failed at the task, but she could see a bit of what Daemon had talked about this morning, a bit of the changes brought by the last six years.
"Then what would you have done if there had not been any training for skydiving today?"
Daemon responded to her smile with his own:
"I have some privileges."