Hadyan turned his head with a confused look because Marya gave a strange faint smile at him.
"Are you sure that Tasia is the one who will be your forever wife?"
Hadyan frowned, of course, it was a question he didn't want and couldn't answer. Because, most likely, the answer was 'No'.
Marya smiled even wider, "I know Tasia so well. She is not a girl who easily trusts people. Tasia always keeps herself away from people, even to me and my friends who have been friends with her for years."
She looked at Hadyan seriously, "Don't count your happiness on something or someone, Hadyan. The world is too big to just admire a grain of sand in the middle of the beach until you forget the beauty of the sea and the sky around it."
"What do you mean?" Hadyan asked firmly.
