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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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304 Chs

182 - From the ashes

Evelyn pushed Daemon away, and arranged her hair, her eyes trying in vain to generate a glare full of blame.

Daemon took his hand back, but kept looking at Evelyn with a smile. Maybe the joy he was feeling was why the financial institutions were always motivated to find people to grant loans to. Nothing could beat claiming interests.

"Let's go."

Evelyn responded to the offending smirk with a soft glare she managed to manifest in the end, before she went to take her seat. With the doors closed, she checked on her son while Daemon leaned in to help her with her seatbelt. Like that, with everyone in the family ready, the car left the front of the building and added itself to the traffic.

Jason, now relieved that the car was moving and he would not be late for school, took out his notebook from his bag and started scribbling on it.