Chapter Sixty One: The Visit.

Damien's POV ♣️.

I sat on the chair and waited patiently for the warden to bring my cousin in.

" Oh, it's you." Diego spat as he was shoved into the room. He sat down and glared at me but I maintained the blank look on my face.

" What do you want?"

" Answers."

He chuckled and scoffed.

" And if I don't provide them?"

" We'll be here for a while."

He clenched his jaw and spoke,

" What questions do you want answer to?"

" I want to know why. Why did you do all this?"

He chuckled again.

" Are you seriously asking me that question Damien?, You say it like you and your parents are innocent. Your entire family lied to me. For years. You made me believe an identity that wasn't mine. You left me out everytime, I was an outcast. You didn't care about me."

" That's not true. I cared about you."

" Oh yeah?, Then why didn't you tell me the truth?"

" I-I-I-"

" You never cared!, Not even once!"

He slammed his cuffed hands on the table.

" You didn't even bother searching for me when I went missing-"

" That is not true. I cared Diego. I looked up to you! You were the elder brother I never had. I only found out a month before you ran away and I swear!...I wanted to tell you. But my parents made me promise not to. They said they would tell you themselves."

" I searched all over for you. I used all the resources I could find. I used the CIA's trackers!, I searched the FBI's database!, I even hired an Interpol agent to track you but nothing! It was like you vanished into thin air."

" Doyle said you didn't bother-"

" And you believed him?, Diego, Doyle was a crook that was looking for someone to take over his business. And you were perfect. He would've said or done anything to make you stay."

" You really did all that for me?" He asked quietly.

" Yes. Cause you are my brother. I never lost hope." I brought out a neatly folded piece of paper and passed it to him. He opened it and gasped slightly.

" Whenever I traveled for a mission, I would leave flyers with my pictures on them so they know what you looked like as of then."

" I am such a fool."

" That time you were in Venice, I was the one who tipped your men off about the Interpol agent trailing you. In Egypt, I was the one that killed your client. He was a rival drug dealer that wanted to poison your drink. In Paris I stole the drugs from your room because I knew the hotel was going to carry out a check. I

have risked losing my job for you several times Diego. And each time I did so, I had to make up for it by taking other missions so I wouldn't get kicked out of the agency. If that isn't love, then I don't know what is."

I stood up but he held my hand. He stood up and hugged me firmly. I could feel his tears dampening my shirt but I didn't care.

" I'm sorry Damien."

" I forgive you. That's what family does right?"

He cracked a small smile and sat.

" Your parents were right. I did end up like my parents."

" You're not like them. You're a good person. You were just misled." I replied plopping down on the chair.

" You think highly of me."

" I always have. I looked up to you as a kid."

" It's one of the reasons your parents were so weary of how much time you spent with me."

" You were a good influence. Clean record, good grades."

He chuckled and smiled sadly.

" Enough about me. How are you?"

" I'm alright. I've been working my ass off-"

" When I asked you that question, that wasn't what I meant."

" Then what did you mean?"

" I meant how's the soon to be married life treating ya?, How's Kimia?"

My heart dropped.

" She's good. I guess."

" You guess?"

" Kimia and I-, we're not together anymore."

" I thought you two would have reconciled after the love scene you had in the warehouse."

" We…we didn't. She left."

" And you let her?"

" I couldn't stop her."

" You clearly did something wrong cause that girl is perfect." He stated and I shot him a blank look.

" It was my fault." I sighed.

" Explain."

I told him everything that has happened and he listened attentively.

" No wonder she was so pissed."

" I fucked up."

" Big time. When was the last time you saw her?"

" The day of her retrial." I answered and he quirked his eyebrows.

" Okay fine. I might have stalked her a little after that day."

" Have you spoken to her?"

" I-I-I-…I can't."

" You are being a fucking coward. Talk to her."

" I can't do that. She doesn't want me anymore."

" You know I always thought you were stupid but I never knew you were this stupid?! Damien, if you love her then go after her. No matter what it takes. Beg her till she takes you back, show up at her house everyday, send her gifts. Do anything you can to wear her down!"

" If you're really in love with her, you would do everything and anything you can to get her back."

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