Edward
Damien's face contorted with a mix of shock and horror as he turned around to witness me holding the old woman – the source of his dark powers. The air was thick with tension, and for a moment, he seemed like a puppet whose strings had been severed.
"Mother!" he exclaimed, his voice trembling with a hint of vulnerability.
It was a surprising reaction from someone who exuded malevolence and cruelty.
"WHA...what did you do to my mother?" he stammered, the tremor in his voice giving away the depth of his distress. It was an unexpected revelation – the mighty Damien showing a vulnerability that hinted at a deeper connection.
"Oh Damien, this isn’t your mother, you dumb f**k! Your biological mother is dead, dumbass!" I snapped, a mixture of satisfaction and defiance in my tone. It
