Damian's POV

"The mean girl? Who's married? Whose blood type is registered as AB?" I blink at Oliver, can't quite process what he said, "How much did you drink tonight?"

He rolls his eyes at me. He rolls his eyes at ME when he is the one being ridiculous?!

"Uncle Johnny always says that I saved your life, when in fact I hesitated about helping you," Oliver suddenly blurts, coming to sit by my side, "I felt bad taking your help because...I don't know if I would have saved you, if it wasn't my team member that hurt you in the first place."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean," Oliver raises his glass, giving me a mysterious smile, "the world is a dark place."

What does that mean?!

"You know I lost my parents to a car accident, right?" Oliver leans in, his voice low and his look heavy, which is very rare, if you know him. "A car crashed into him, but it wasn't an accident. It was murder." "What?! Why the hell didn't you say anything?! We can look into it--"

You know how they would encourage people with rare blood types to donate, right? Like, a small amount of help from everyone, makes a huge difference? That kind of stuff? In reality, it's the amount of people who would help that is small, and there is always a need for rare stuff, no matter what it is. Our blood is one of them. Rich people pay HUGELY for it -- if you

source."

know

short laugh, landing his face on his palm with his elbow on the back of the sofa, looking at me sideways. The alcohol put a shade of red at the corners of his eyes, giving his smile a bloody shade, "You are rich. The heir of

not us. Not me. Dad messed up with the wrong people. I mean, it wasn't like he wasn't at fault. He kept raising the price because the buyer was rich and had a daughter in the hospital. Dad thought he could live off the big fish.

was so different than mine. I thought I had seen the dark side, and honestly believed that being a lawyer could make a difference.

not

blood type a secret. Don't let people know, hide yourself in darkness, so the real darkness can't get you. That's what he said. Having something rare inthis world is a sin,

what to say. What do you say to a brother who you can't

to me than treasure -- it makes people around me all put on masks. They lie, they suck

myself from these people for my life -- they

"You should have told me about

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