Zeriel sat in his study, surrounded by books and the aromatic scent coming from the diffuser . His mind was heavy with thoughts, his heart burdened with an internal struggle. He had just returned home after a long day at work, and now he found himself going through the email Alisha had sent him earlier.
He had intentionally kept his distance from her, trying to suppress the growing feelings and yearning that threatened to consume him. Zeriel knew he couldn't afford to fall in love, not now, not while he was bound by a curse that had haunted him all his life. Living with the fear that he would die at a particular age.The thought of falling in love and making his partner a widow at a young age held him back from giving in to his desires.No woman deserves that.
