Love was unattainable for someone like him.
But he felt gratitude toward Eina.
During his ten years of wandering, Hadjar had come up with a simple code he would live by. Those who showed him kindness and treated him well would have it repaid a hundredfold. Those who hurt and mistreated him would get a hundred times worse in return.
Unfortunately, not many people were in the former category.
“Would you believe me if I said that my mother asked me to do this?” She pulled a bandage out of a small medical box.
She then carefully wrapped Hadjar’s hands with the bandage. She even put his gloves on for him, to spare him the trouble.
“I wouldn’t.”
They looked at one another for a while. She was a beautiful girl whose mother took care of her and treasured her. Despite the fact that Eina had
