Love and deceit
The air was thick with the promise of violence.
At the end of the corridor, a door swung open, revealing two figures standing side by side. Bruce, his clothes ragged but his expression resolute, stood tall. His eyes locked with Damien’s, and for a moment, there was nothing but understanding between them. The bond they shared in that instant was unspoken but undeniable.
And beside Bruce—Aurora. She was barely standing, her skin pale, her body weak, but the moment her eyes met Damien’s, a light seemed to return to her face. Her lips trembled, but she smiled, the relief evident in her gaze.
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