ECHOES OF THE PAST
Later that night, after everyone else had gone to bed, I found myself back at the windows, looking out over the city lights.
Somewhere out there, Evan thought he was safe. Thought his fake death had bought him freedom.
He had no idea what was coming.
"Can't sleep?" Damian asked, appearing beside me as silently as ever.
"Too much in my head," I admitted.
"Anger can be fuel," Damian said carefully. "But it can't be the only thing driving you. Anger becomes vengeance, and vengeance is what The Balance warns against."
"What's the difference?" I asked, genuinely curious. "Between justice and vengeance?"
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