Zarin was full of guilt. It was eating him from the inside, and he was getting angrier and more frustrated with every passing moment. This morning he had gone to castle to bring the letters Heaven's parents wrote to her.
When he met her mother, she had taken his hands in her own and looked at him pleadingly. "Heaven will be home soon. Come back with her." She had told him. "We will be waiting for you."
Why would they wait? He wasn't coming back. He was tired of everyone being kind to him. He was tired of this guilt. He wanted to get rid of it.
He looked at the letters in his hands. He wanted to give them to Heaven, but he didn't know why he was hesitating.
"You know what is stopping you." Tezz appeared in his mansion with her usual knowing smirk. "Maybe deep down you don't want her to leave." She said, walking around the chair where he sat.
