The voice message

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"I don't get it why would I use everyone's perspective about my life, then what will be the difference between all of you and me," Damon curtly replied to his aunt who thought she could change Damon's thought, however, his words were the way to cold for her to swallow with a smile. Hence she withdrew her head from Damon to her phone.

"Ah, Damon, you never fail to ignite my interest in these family gatherings," chimed another voice, brimming with enthusiasm, as all eyes turned toward the young man descending the stairs.

"You, my brother, are like a towering mountain of ice," the person continued, his words tinged with admiration, "And anyone daring to mold you to their whim would find themselves swiftly entombed beneath a glacier of your words."

"Ian, don't encourage your brother!" Damon's aunt grumbled to her son.

"Encourage works on child, and mother, it's Damon's life; stop putting fingers in his life," Ian spoke and headed over to Dante before taking him in his arms, "I broug