Xhemin need not to answer the question. Darryl saw the guilt in her eyes and the sight of it only brought a piercing pain right through his heart.
"Of course not!" Xhemin denied. "I mean, I would be lying if I say it wasn't the reason at all because somehow it was… but it wasn't just that and I know you know it,"
"Milad—"
"Darryl please, I need to go," She begged of him. Xhemin knew that their conversation as far from over and would probably end up with some hurts but she was ultimately not in the mood to sit by her husband to talk it through. Not now. Tonight, should be for Huzey and she was determined to set aside her husband's confrontation to finished what she started. "We will talk again when I come back,"
Xhemin went to that side of the boat where Darryl's hand had a hard grip on the boat and she tried to shove it away but instead of letting it go, Darryl jumped into the boat and joined her.
