Zarin was full of guilt. It was eating him from the inside, and he was getting angrier and more frustrated with every passing moment. This morning he had gone to castle to bring the letters Heaven's parents wrote to her.
When he met her mother, she had taken his hands in her own and looked at him pleadingly. "Heaven will be home soon. Come back with her." She had told him. "We will be waiting for you."
Why would they wait? He wasn't coming back. He was tired of everyone being kind to him. He was tired of this guilt. He wanted to get rid of it.
He looked at the letters in his hands. He wanted to give them to Heaven, but he didn't know why he was hesitating.
"You know what is stopping you." Tezz appeared in his mansion with her usual knowing smirk. "Maybe deep down you don't want her to leave." She said, walking around the chair where he sat.
Of course, she knew what he wanted deep down. It was her job. Zarin just wanted someone to accept him the way he was now, and Heaven was right here.
He was torn between wanting to help her and wanting to get rid of his guilt and make her stay. Change her mind about him and this place.
"You want to help Heaven to what end? Do you think helping her will make her think positively of you?"
No. He had broken her heart too many times.
"Well, that is true." Tezz agreed with his thoughts. "A broken pot will never be the same, even after it is repaired."
Heaven's feeling for him would never be the same. The terrible things he did would never be erased from her mind.
"What should I do?" He asked.
"It is up to you. You can either give her the letters and help her get back home, which you won't succeed to do. Or you could use the skills you have learned to make her stay. You are not the old Zarin anymore. You have power and skills now. You can do things for her that you couldn't before."
Zarin knew he shouldn't listen to her. The right thing would be to help Heaven, but he really wanted to show her what he had achieved while he was here. He wanted to impress her. He wanted to show her that he wasn't a little boy anymore. He was no less than Zamiel. freewebnσvel.cѳm
Tezz left him alone with his thoughts and went to train Heaven. Zarin kept going back and forth on what he wanted to do. He didn't want Heaven to lose the light in her eyes, but what if she lost it? What kind of person would she be? Would she be more accepting of him? He would never find out unless she changed.
When he knew her training had ended, he went to find her, but she wasn't in her room. He looked around the castle until he found her with Rhys.
Rhys was known as the seducer. He was good at bringing out people's most hidden sexual desires.
Zarin became angry when he saw him holding Heaven. "Let her go!" He ordered.
Rhys obeyed his command, but showed dislike before he disappeared. Heaven turned to him with a look of surprise on her face. He felt powerful in that moment.
"Heaven." He walked up to her. "Are you alright?"
"Yes, I am fine." She said.
There were so many questions in her eyes when she looked at him. Maybe he would take this opportunity to invite her to his home.
"Zarin, what happened to your eyes? What is all this about?" She asked.
"Why don't you have lunch with me and I'll explain everything." He told her.
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