16 Years Prior
"Miles, what do you need these DNA blueprints for? These seem oddly specific." Charles asked as he went over the paperwork, sprawled across his workstation.
"It's just something I’m working on, no big deal. Unfortunately, I cannot relay this project's nature until I’m sure you can construct this serum for Seamus," Miles stated coldly.
Charles tipped his head down, his grey eyes peeking over the rim of his square-framed glasses. He shook his head, subtly. "If you say so, sir. I'll get to working on this as soon as I can."
After work, Charles gathered his belongings and decided to call it a night. Guilt invaded his mind as he thought of his family, already asleep in their beds. The late nights had become frequent, and he had to continually push Violet to the side to compl
