Chapter-215

[Amor’s POV]

I anxiously held her hands, “Zeve… what did you say?”

“I am sure you heard it well enough,” she said, taking her hand back from me.

“What does that mean?” I asked, licking my dry lips.

“It means I am the only one with all the rights over myself,” she said, peering into my eyes.

I nodded then smiled at her, “of course. You have all rights over yourself. If you don’t want to tell where you were, it’s ok. I am sure you needed some time alone too…”

She dropped her gaze and walked back to her dressing table. I trudged behind her.

She picked the comb to brush her hair. I took it from her hand. She looked at me, confused. I lowered my gaze, walked behind her, and brushed her hair.

I tried not to overthink what she said. My mind and my body perhaps understood how scary those words were and how fearful their outcome could be, but my heart kept denying all of it.

My fingers had turned cold within seconds.

Beyond the roots of the haunting silence was a tree of words both of us wan