Chapter 42
Damien was up and about in the kitchen the moment he woke up. This was a shocker. He had never stepped foot in the kitchen forget cooking. He was in a strangely joyous mood, as if nothing happened, as if he did not hurt Alexander the previous night, as if he never felt guilty for the things he did to Alexander. Mark stood near the counter waiting to help his master if he needed help. He would have thought that his master was preparing food for the person who laid still on the bed and couldn’t move a single muscle if he did not see his master eating the food he prepared at that very moment. Mark did not want to believe that Damien was cruel. He always wanted to find excuses for him. Who could blame him though? The boy was the apple of his eye. But at this moment he felt it. He felt the ang
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