DANTE
’ve always known what kind of person I am, a ruthless, cruel, selfish bastard who only cares about power and revenge. There has been a darkness deep inside of me for as long as I can remember, but that darkness was always held at bay by my mother. She was theone good thing in my life, the one person who loved me no matter how f****d up I was.
The day she died, the evil inside of me spread like a f*****g cancer, and it hasn’t stopped growing since. There are times when I think that’s all that is left. Darkness is the only thing remaining, it’s all I am and all I’ll ever be. Today, I have my doubts about that theory, because right now, I’m feeling something I haven’t in a very longtime … remorse.
Serena is sleeping in my arms, her body curled up into itself, trying to get away from
