There was a colossal conspiracy, like a dark vortex, that mercilessly drove a deep, bottomless chasm between Raymond and me. Once upon a time, he was like a deity stepping out of an ancient painting—handsome and graceful. The soft light, as if blessed by the moon goddess, always seemed to gently caress his eyes. In those eyes, a light shone as bright as the most brilliant stars in the night sky. Every glance was like a heart-pounding collision, making my pulse race. But now, the horrifying scenes from that night haunt me like a relentless demon. The image of him, gripping my neck like a fiend, and those ferocious eyes that seemed capable of devouring my soul, flash before my eyes endlessly, like a curse in my nightmares.
"How could my long-lost brother end up as one of Raymond's subordina
