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Hate and love
Damon's POV I watch Emily as she walks out of my office. She thinks she has been another to me over these years. All I feel for her in my heart is hate. I do not know why she came to save me, and I do not understand why she thinks I wanted to be her son. I did not even love my mother. Why would she believe that I owe her anything and that I owe her the love of a son if she was only the one who saved me? Besides, who said I wanted to be safe? I have other fantasies in my head, and I have planted them into Nathan's head. He is living the life that I want to live, and every time he murders, it makes me feel that I am the master and he is my puppet. I can make Nathan do whatever I want him to do, and that makes me feel powerful. I love that he killed the young woman. I wish it were me. I want
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