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Chapter 53

-Alex's POV-

Eight years old.

That was the first time the crimson color of blood stained my world. It wasn't a scrape from a fall, a burst lip from a careless tumble. No, this blood flowed freely, painting a gruesome scene etched forever in my memory.

win I wasn't supposed to see it. Tucked away in a forgotten corner of my father's study, hidden amongst towering bookshelves and leather-bound tomes, I became an unwilling witness. The man on the floor wasn't fighting back. There was no struggle, no desperate pleas for mercy. Just a look of utter defeat etched on his face, his eyes wide and vacant, staring sightlessly into the distance.

crimson stain that mirrored the spreading pool beneath the man's body. A guttural growl ripped from his throat, a sound primal and terrifying. "Get him out of my sight!"

hulking figures materialized from the shadows, their faces obscured by the gloom. Without a word, they grabbed the now lifeless body. the man's

makeshift hiding place, a strange calmness washed over me. Curiosity, perhaps, or

with raw anger, echoed as he addressed

to find me but right under his nose but even at my age, I understood the term, keep your friends close and my enemies closer. Damon Thome was a man I considered my enemy right from the moment he laid his hand on her. I almost smiled at just remembering my mother's eyes. The color of a deep sapphire lake, held a warmth

Moulding. Shaping me into a reflection of his own monstrous being. Anything but that. I was never going to be like him. 1 would be just like her. So I would hide so he would never find

I rose to melt back into the shadows, a new conversation snagged my

my m

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blush creeping up her cheeks stood in front of me. I hadn't even realized when she

a loop, replaying that day all over in my head. We walked in silence but as we passed by a narrow corridor, I couldn't resist catching my reflection

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