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CHAPTER 100

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last update Data de publicação: 2026-05-28 07:54:02

The Life Waiting After The War

The words stayed with me long after Damian spoke them.

“I think I want a life that doesn’t feel like a battlefield anymore.”

For someone else, the sentence might have sounded simple. Ordinary, even. But sitting there beside him in the quiet recovery suite while sunlight stretched across the floor and the remains of Gregory’s empire burned through every financial network outside those windows, I understood exactly how much it had cost Damian to say that aloud.

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    The First Morning Damian Chose PeaceThe rain finally stopped sometime after sunrise.I noticed it while sitting beside Damian’s hospital bed watching pale morning light slowly spread across the private recovery suite, turning the city beyond the windows soft silver instead of storm-dark gray. For the first time in what felt like forever, the world outside looked quiet.Not safe yet.But quiet.Damian had fallen asleep again shortly after speaking, exhaustion finally dragging him under once the adrenaline, fear, and sheer stubborn willpower that carried him through the night burned out completely. Even now, resting against the white hospital sheets with monitors tracking his heartbeat steadily beside him, tension still lingered faintly across his face like his body hadn’t fully learned how to stop expecting danger.I understood that feeling more than I wanted to.The recovery suite remained silent except for the low rhythm of medical equipment and distant hospital movement somewhere f

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