Zarin observed Heaven sitting in the garden and watching her surroundings. She sat for a long while and seemed to be deeply lost in thoughts. At first he thought she was waiting for someone, but now he realized she was just resting outside.
He didn't like the way things ended between them last time, so he went to her to make things right. When he neared, she turned to him.
"May I sit?" He asked, motioning toward the empty place beside her.
"Yes."
He sat down, and she went back to stare at the garden. "It is beautiful." She said almost sadly.
"It is." He agreed.
She sighed. Again, she sounded sad. "Yet it is nothing like the one back home."
Zarin looked around and strangely he agreed with her. Nothing in this entire place was like home. It lacked warmth. It felt empty.
