Between Between the Price of Choices and Settling Accounts Part II

Dominic’s Point Of View

My son.

He slept soundly, his chest rising and falling with the calmness of someone who knows nothing about the evil in the world. For a moment, I felt my lungs fail. He was real, he was there, and he looked so much like me that it took my breath away, as if fate had gi...

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