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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 · Urbano
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276 Chs

073 - From the ashes

Daemon smiled after being greeted with the sight of Evelyn in casual wear when he raised his head to the noise of the bedroom door getting opened. It was different from the sight of her in sleepwear like the first time he came here, and it also gave a different feel compared to the times he saw her in office wear.

The first had her look unguarded and a bit messy, though natural. The second had her look formal, or semi-formal, and even though that also had its own appeal, seeing her in casual wear made him comfortable in a certain way.

He ignored the look Dinaia was throwing his way and moved his focus back to the set he was putting together with his son.

"Sweetie, how was your day with aunt Dinaia?"

Evelyn's voice distracted Jason, but the latter seemed to have been waiting for the question. He answered without raising his head:

"It was boring. She didn't take me to play."