66~Her Anger

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DAMON I couldn't bring myself to glare at my mate after I forcefully asked and walked her out of the room. When she came knocking and was insisting on helping me heal, I knew she'd be hurt, especially seeing me in such an unwanted condition. The sight of the woman beside her only ignited a feeling of hatred and uncertainty in me, given what she had done to me and my family. Each time I see her, I am only reminded of my father's doom caused by her own selfish desires and the desperation for power, which is fuelled by her determination and desires. I was still wincing in pain, with Grandma Elizabeth tending to my wounds. She was calm and hesitant, which is unlikely to be her. Given her actions, I knew for the fact that she's angry with me and she doesn't sit well with my decision to lash

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