I shook my hands trying to make them understand I am not Iril.
I fell on my knees and begged him, to spare my life.
He bent a bit down and lift my chin using his thumb.
"Arghh… look at you all tears and fear. Where did this go when your family has brutally assassinated my father? Where did all these actions go when your family has tortured my family?" he screamed on my face.
Tears were flowing out of my eyes looking at him growling like a devil.
He firmly held my chin, as I looked deep into his eyes all I could see is pain. His eyes held traces of tears and they are empty as if they are mirroring my pair of eyes at the moment.
I understood he was broken inside and all that coming out of his mouth and his actions is a grudge, my family must have done worse to him.
