Rama's face contorted into a grim look upon the mention of lord Zamiel's name and her brows furrowed tightly. She knew sooner or later that egositic demon would hurt her or do something to hurt her, but she had never presumed it to be this bad for the girl to be squatted up in a dark corner, crying.
"What did he do to you?" Her voice was calm and soothing but anger lingered near.
Malika sniffed as she looked up to her with reddened eyes, she gulped bitterly before she spoke. "He...He doesn't want us to be together." She choked on her words as hot tears poured out of her eyes.
"Did he say why?" Rama queried, a part of her was pleased but her heart felt the tang of heartbreak that Malika felt, she couldn't help but feel displeased as much as she was pleased with the news.
