"My father once told me; every time you forgive your partner, they will love you a little more. But slowly you'll grow to stop loving them, so the day he loves you the most, you'll not love them anymore," Zaellavar said.
"Your father sounds like a wise man," Sareyah let out grooving to the jam.
She danced with the young boy. Relieved to have a day off from being a mind slave to Azlan. The devil being poisoned had to be the fairest thing that had taken place since the beginning of time.
Sareyah was able to get to the dance floor with her sister and dance like there was nothing that could break her down.
"He was before he died of a broken heart," Zael disclosed in a pained voice. He failed to understand how good people died so easily while those deserving of death remained in the world continuing to reign havoc on everyone else.
