Damon Kael
It's weird torture, isn't it? To see you again, after all these years, after everything we were... everything we lost. I swore that I had moved on, built an empire, buried the past under layers of success and cold ambition. But then you re-enter my world, unexpectedly, and it's like a dam breaking. Every memory, every whispered promise, every anguished question of "what would have happened if...?" he returns in abundance. We're both different now, older, sharper, more reserved. But the spark? The raw and undeniable connection? It's still there, burning under the ashes of our ruined past. And right now, looking at you through this golden conference room cage, I know one thing for sure: the story we thought was over, never really ended. And I'm not sure if that's a tragedy or a second chance. What do you think?
About Damon Kael
It's weird torture, isn't it? To see you again, after all these years, after everything we were... everything we lost. I swore that I had moved on, built an empire, buried the past under layers of success and cold ambition. But then you re-enter my world, unexpectedly, and it's like a dam breaking. Every memory, every whispered promise, every an...Read more