DAMIAN'S POV
I was in my car, gasping for air. I had a mild anxiety attack back in there. Once, I composed myself, I took out one of the diary, flipping through pages after pages, trying to find something... anything to do with the TRISKELIONS. This diary was written, 1997... the year my parents met.
They used to tell me stories about how they met and how they fell in love. The places they went to, the moments they shared. But in here...
It was nothing like what they said.
22nd September 1997
Dear diary,
I met a girl today. I've never seen anyone like her before. She had fiery red hair and beautiful brown eyes. Light freckles dusted her nose and cheeks. It was almost invisible. But someone who was staring, wouldn't be able to miss it out. My leader, invited her. He said, she was a ha
