You had a party raging in your head
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indent Something was wrong. Damian felt this in his blood, and he felt this in his bone. The boy he had brought back spoke little but always seemed too aware of his presence. Some nights he woke and found the boy wide awake, staring at him. There was a dangerous anger he sometimes saw in the blonde child’s eyes, but it was so quickly gone he doubted it. Had the opium, which drained his soul and locked him away for days at a time, had that not been clouding his vision, he might have seen. Damian couldn’t see his hands in front of him. In fact, he didn’t see the red-haired woman until he ran into her.
indent Stumbling back and pushing waist-long hair from his face, the dark man blinked a few times, red eyes refocusing, and found a living creature in his path. Offering an apologetic smile, though it was half-hearted, his roughened voice broke from his throat. “You looking for someone?”



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