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The drive back to the estate was quiet.
Too quiet.
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Rain clouds covered the sky, turning the world gray and lifeless as the black vehicle slowly passed through the enormous iron gates.
Lila sat peacefully by the window, completely unaware of the storm raging inside everyone around her.
Her fingers rested lightly on her lap while she watched the familiar gardens outside.
The flowers were blooming beautifully.
The fountain near the entrance sparkled softly beneath the fading sunlight.
Everything looked normal.
Too normal.
As though tragedy had never touched this place.
The car finally stopped in front of the mansion.
Before the driver could even open the door, Lila stepped out excitedly.
Fresh air greeted her immediately.
For a brief moment, she smiled.
Home.
Standing near the entrance was Margaret.
The older woman looked composed as always, but her swollen eyes betrayed the countless nights she had spent crying.
The moment she saw Lila, Margaret forced herself to smile.
“Welcome home, dear.”
Lila walked toward her warmly and hugged her gently.
“I missed you.”
Margaret’s lips trembled slightly.
“I missed you too.”
The servants lined quietly behind Margaret, all lowering their heads respectfully.
But no one dared meet Lila’s eyes for too long.
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Because looking at her hurt.
Seeing her smile while unknowingly waiting for a son who would never return-
it destroyed them.
Lila immediately looked around excitedly.
“Where’s Damian?”
The simple question sliced through the atmosphere like a knife.
Every servant froze.
Ina, who stood nearby, instinctively clenched her fists tightly.
Lila continued scanning the surroundings.
“Where is he? Usually he runs toward me the moment I get home.”
Her smile softened lovingly.
“That little troublemaker…”
Silence spread heavily across the entrance hall.
Finally, Ina forced herself to speak.
“He’s with Damon.”
Lila immediately relaxed.
“Oh, is that so?”
She smiled brightly.
“Then he’s probably having fun.”
Margaret turned away slightly.
Her shoulders trembled faintly.
Meanwhile, Ina felt as though invisible hands were crushing her heart alive.
Every word Lila spoke twisted the knife deeper.
Yet none of them could tell her the truth.
Not yet
Maybe they were cowards.
Or maybe they simply couldn’t bear to watch her shatter again.
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Ina quickly stepped forward.
“I’ll bring you upstairs.”
“Okay.” Lila answered cheerfully.
Completely unaware that everyone around her was already broken beyond repair.
Lila’s room remained exactly the same.
Fresh flowers rested near the balcony.
The curtains swayed softly in the evening wind.
Everything looked untouched.
As though time itself had stopped waiting for her.
Lila sat on the edge of the bed and smiled softly.
“It feels nice to be back.”
Ina nodded quietly.
“You should rest first.”
But Lila shook her head immediately.
“No.”
She stood up excitedly.
“I want to cook dinner tonight.”
Ina blinked.
“You don’t have to-‘
“I want to.”
Lala smiled warmly.
“I missed cooking for Damian.”
The room fell silent again.
Ina lowered her gaze quickly to hide the tears forming in her eyes.
Lila noticed nothing.
Completely innocent.
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Completely unaware.
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Downstairs, the kitchen slowly filled with warmth.
The smell of soup simmering.
Fresh vegetables being chopped.
Butter melting softly in pans.
Lila moved around the kitchen happily while the staff silently assisted her.
She looked alive again.
Smiling.
Humming softly under her breath.
For a moment, it almost felt like things had returned to normal.
But the servants watching her quietly wiped tears when she wasn’t looking.
Because every smile from Lila only reminded them of the terrible truth.
“Can someone bring me the carrots?” Lila asked cheerfully.
A/maid quickly handed them over.
“Thank you!”
Lila smiled brightly before continuing.
“I’m making carrot cake too.”
Her eyes softened lovingly.
“This is Damian’s favorite.”
Several servants immediately looked away.
One maid suddenly excused herself and rushed outside because she could no longer stop crying.
Lila remained oblivious.
She carefully decorated the cake while smiling to herself.
“Damian always steals the frosting before dinner.”
A faint laugh escaped her.
“He thinks I don’t notice.”
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Margaret stood silently near the kitchen entrance watching her.
Then slowly-
the older woman turned away and walked upstairs.
The moment she entered her room, she broke down completely.
She covered her mouth desperately to silence her sobs.
Because hearing Lila speak about Damian as though he were still alive felt unbearable.
Cruel.
Like torture.
Meanwhile downstairs, Lila happily arranged the dining table herself.
Three plates.
Three glasses.
Three sets of utensils.
One for her.
One for Damon.
One for Damian.
She even carefully placed Damian’s favorite spoon beside his plate.
The staff silently watched her.
Broken.
Helpless.
The grandfather clock chimed softly.
Night had fallen completely.
Still, Damon and Damian had not returned.
Lila checked the time and pouted slightly.
“What’s taking them so long?”
Ina stood nearby silently.
Lila picked up her phone and called Damon.
The line rang several times before finally connecting.
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“Honey,” Lila said warmly the moment he answered. “Where are you? Dinner is ready.”
Far away-
inside a dark freezing room-
Damon stood motionless while gripping the phone tightly.
Around him were maps, monitors, weapons, and bloodstained documents spread across tables.
Yet none of it mattered.
Only Lila’s voice echoed painfully inside his chest.
“We can’t go back right now,” Damon answered carefully.
His voice sounded controlled.
Too controlled.
“There are important meetings I need to attend.”
Lila nodded despite him not seeing her.
“Oh…”
“Don’t worry about Damian,” Damon continued quietly. “I’ll take care of our son.”
The words nearly destroyed him.
But somehow-
he forced his voice to remain stable.
Lila smiled softly.
“Can I talk to Damian?”
Damon froze instantly.
Lila continued innocently.
“I miss my son so much. I haven’t heard his voice in a while now.”
Silence.
Long
Heavy silence.
Inside the cold room, Damon’s entire body trembled violently.
His lips parted slightly, but no sound came out.
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He could barely breathe.
“Damon?”
Her voice snapped him back.
“H-He…”
Damon shut his eyes tightly.
“He already fell asleep.”
The lie tasted like poison.
“Oh…”
Lila sounded slightly disappointed.
Then she smiled softly again.
“Okay.”
She leaned back against her chair.
“Tell him Mommy misses him very much.”
Damon bit down hard on his trembling lip until blood filled his mouth.
“..I will.”
“Don’t work too hard,” Lila added gently. “Come home soon.”
Then the call ended.
The room fell silent.
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For several seconds Damon simply stood there frozen while staring blankly at the dark screen of his phone.
Then suddenly-
his knees gave out,
A broken sound escaped his throat.
Raw
Painful.
Animalistic.
Damon covered his face as sobs violently tore through him.
He cried like a wounded beast trapped in endless agony.
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Every lie he told Lila suffocated him further.
Every second she smiled while waiting for Damian destroyed him completely.
Outside the room, Mark stood silently in the doorway.
He had heard everything.
And for the first time in years-
Mark felt helpless.
Because no enemy.
No gun.
No amount of bloodshed-
could fix this.
He quietly turned away and closed the door behind him.
Jorgie stood nearby waiting anxiously.
“Will Boss be okay?” Jorgie asked quietly.
Mark lit another cigarette slowly.
The ember glowed faintly in the darkness.
“I don’t know,” Mark answered flatly.
And for once-
he truly meant it.
Because Damon was falling apart before their eyes.
Not from wounds.
Not from enemies.
But from grief.
The kind of grief that slowly hollowed a man until nothing remained.
Mark exhaled smoke slowly before looking toward the hallway.
“Let’s go.
Jorgie straightened immediately.
“We still need to wipe them out.”
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His voice turned cold again.
Professional.
Emotionless.
Because they had no luxury to mourn properly.
Not yet.
Somewhere out there-
the remnants of Madam’s organization still existed.
And until every last one of them disappeared-
Damian would never rest peacefully.
Mark walked down the dark corridor while Jorgie followed closely behind.
Behind the closed door, Damon’s broken sobs continued echoing through the freezing room.
And far away at the estate-
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Lila sat alone at the dinner table smiling softly while waiting for a son who would never come home again.
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