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The Lysander Family

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Some chapters are r18+ (Read with caution) Killa, the orphanage, is one of the five children who was rescued by the head of Lysander. They become siblings and bond by name but not by blood. Killa slowly learns what suits her soul; the Lysander business doesn't suit her goal; killing, blood, and death. Her ambition and cold mercy take her away from the family. She patiently experiences the freedom she craves, the long journey that copes with her phase by phase, love, heartbreak, friendships, etc. But the string that tight Lysanders together is too strong, called it fate, past, or rage, whatever it may be, dragging her back repeatedly. "I don't know what freedom really is anymore. I just want to live a life and do whatever I want. I crave it so much, but after I met him, he made me find my other self that I never thought I could be. I enjoy every minute with him. It's just—staying with him—being with him. That makes me not want to look or seek other things anymore. Perhaps he is my freedom." Killa says, 'I couldn’t believe what she had said to me, not just her past but knowing her feelings. I couldn’t care less about what she had done. Even the past was haunting us, but my heart and mind, body and soul seemed to focus on her, only for her.' Eamon thought,
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