Iv | MxM

Back then, this research mission sounded like a perfect escape. The green exit sign looming at the end of the dark hallway.

But every time he got closer to it that message popped up in his memory over and over, sending a lump of dread rolling up his throat, cutting his breath short. That sharp, cold, rasping pain echoed in his head with the sound of a knife scratching granite, and all of his words shattered into a thousand pieces, just like that old mug that Damian fancied.

He wanted to talk to Damian about it. That was the whole point. That's why he was here.

Yet the moment he got on the ship, he avoided his brother at all costs.

But no matter how fast or far you run - even to Jupiter - there's only so much you can escape from yourself.
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Mature rating for strong language, death, sibling loss, domestic abuse, violence, suicidal thoughts, alcohol consumption, PTSD, depression

This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents in this book are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner.
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