Desmond left before he killed them all.
Even her.
How could Erela hurt him like that?
The burst of anger fizzled at the reminder of how grievously she'd been betrayed. His lover had been tortured by his own half-brother - and Desmond had not been there to prevent it.
Mammon had used her to hurt him. But how did his sibling even know of their secret relationship?
Such care had been taken with their meetings. Apparently, not enough. It was dumb to imagine that no one noticed. After all, those smuggling the notes knew. Someone might have begun to wonder about their many absences. There were always those looking to tear down those bigger than them.
We were going to change that. He and Erela had plans. They'd wanted to change the old ways. Challenge the laws.
They were in love.
As he exited onto the street, Desmond almost closed his eyes as he remembered the day they met.