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Addison’s POV The weekend had been rough, to say the least, but I had managed to get through it with some help. Damien had been a great support ever since we started digging up stuff about Dominic and his reign of terror. He took the worst of it and whenever I found something I knew I shouldn’t be watching, he did it for me. I kind of felt a little weak because of it but I couldn’t do that one more time. I could handle a lot but to see my mom like that had scarred my soul for life. However, for a minute I understood what she was talking about when she said that she could feel the darkness creeping in on her heart. That same darkness I felt when I looked at those pictures. At least that was what it felt like to me. I knew I had to talk to my mom at some point about those feelings but