103. SURREAL

~ Damon ~ For as long as he could remember, Damon was a man of vision. He was always working towards a goal, be it climbing the power ladder or bringing down vengeance, he always had direction and a sense of purpose. Even after watching his family and his bride slaughtered at his own wedding, his heart was still driven. He didn’t give up. He was more ambitious than ever and it propelled him to become the mafia king of the east coast. In contrast to that, early this morning, Violet left the estate quietly. There was no bloodshed or guns fired. She just got into the car and it drove away. It was nowhere near as dramatic as the Red Wedding, but for Damon, it actually hurt a lot more. He didn’t know what to do with himself now. For the past several years, he built his empire with one vision in mind: to live happily ever after with Violet next to him. But now that she was gone, what was he building all this for? Damon’s head hung low as he sat on the desk in his study. He was staring at h