I messed up!
I really messed up!
Adrik mentioned to himself for the umpteenth time, while he made his way through the late nights in Sekè, while his mind was a war of its own because there's no way on earth Narika would forgive him for what he has done.
He couldn't help it, fuck! He just couldn't hold it in while he saw his girl smiling at that ingrate, and not only was that but the motherfucker gave her a flower.
If she wanted a flower she should have opened up, and tell him about it. He would grace her early morning sleep with a plantation of them if that's what she wanted. He didn't want to see her laughing with that boy, nor with anyone else. He didn't want anyone to see what was his, and Narika was exposing herself too much when they had suggested keeping a low profile.
