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Confrontation In Blood

Auteur: Morayo's ink
last update Date de publication: 2025-11-16 06:33:47

Luca's POV

My hands won't stop shaking. I stare at the photograph, at Matteo's smile, at the way Damian looks at him like he's the only person in the world. The words on the back blur as tears fill my eyes again.

"To my forever."

Forever. My brother promised Damian forever, and now he's dead. And Damian never told me. He kept this secret, let me believe lies, manipulated me from the moment I walked into his life. The anger builds like a fire in my chest, burning away the confusion and hurt unti
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