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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

154 - From the ashes

As Evelyn laughed at her, Dinaia found it more judicious to change the subject:

"Enough about me. Tell me what happened after you left with Daemon that night."

The laughing brunette wilted, the smile on her lips turning soft with joy mingled with some shyness and reservation as she turned to the scenery outside. And the change surprised Dinaia.

"Eh?!? Something did really happen. Come on, tell me."

"..."

Evelyn's smile deepened, and she turned her head further, not looking outside through the windshield anymore, but through the window instead. And Dinaia didn't care about her neck as she alternated between looking at the road and looking at Evelyn to search for clues. But she missed the sight of the latter passing her fingers over her lips with a look of reminiscence, and tired, she decided to look for another source of information:

"Jason, sweetie, tell aunty. Did something happen between you parents lately?"