90. MARKED

~ Damon ~ - - - - - ONE WEEK LATER - - - - - Damon lay on his bed with his head facing the ceiling. His expression was stoic and his eyes were empty. It was eight in the morning but the room was dark. Damon didn’t bother getting up to open the curtains. Everything was pitch black and empty, just like his heart. The only sound that filled the room was the sound of his low breathing. And faintly, very faintly, he could almost hear the sound of his heart beating. It almost amazed him how that thing was still working after all that it’s been through. I used to have it all… The whole world under my feet and my girl by my side. Damon’s mind wandered to the days before the wedding and all the events that led to that fateful morning. Everything was magical. He had it all. He was going to end his enemies and marry the love of his life. They were going to live happily ever after... Until they don't. Damon wasn’t the type of man who’d get blindsided. Ever since the attack on his wedding six year