She Approved the Split He Fell Apart

Damian’s POV

“The mean girl? Who’s married? Whose blood type is registered as AB?” I blink at Oliver, can’t quite process what he said, “How much did you drink tonight?”

He rolls his eyes

eyes at me. He rolls his eyes at ME when he is the one being ridiculous?!

“Uncle Johnny always says that I saved your life, when in fact I hesitated about helping you,” Oliver suddenly blurts, coming to sit by my side, “I felt bad taking your help because…I don’t know if I would have saved you, if it wasn’t my team member that hurt you in the first place.”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean,” Oliver raises his glass, giving me a mysterious smile, “the world is a dark place.”

What does that mean?!

voice low and his look heavy, which is very rare, if you know him.

hell didn’t you say anything?!

is still in prison,” Oliver lets out a cold snort calmly, a shade of darkness in his eyes, “Long story short?

of help

–

that is small, and there is always a need for rare stuff, no matter what it is. Our blood

didn’t know

alcohol put a shade of red at the corners of his eyes, giving his smile a bloody shade, “You are rich. The heir of an EMPIRE. You

He kept raising the price because the buyer was rich and had a daughter in the hospital. Dad thought he

eyes, I never knew his world was so different than mine. I thought I had seen the

a decent man in many ways, but he loved me.” Oliver mumbles on, more to himself than to me, “What he told me the most was to keep my blood type a secret. Don’t let people know, hide. yourself in darkness, so the real darkness can’t get you. That’s what he said. Having something rare in this world is a sin, even if all you did was to

– it makes people around me all put on masks. They lie, they suck up, they target me. It’s overwhelming and I hated it. But now I know, it did give me privilege, in ways I