Chapter 189- a legacy of hate

Damian sat in the darkness of his study, his mind heavy with thoughts. The room was silent except for the faint ticking of the clock on the wall. His fingers drummed against the edge of the desk, his jaw clenched tightly as memories began to flood his mind.

Taylor. The name had always been like poison to him, a name tied to pain and loss. Damian leaned back in his chair, staring up at the ceiling as the weight of the past pressed down on him.

The massacre.

He ...