Squinting his eyes shut against the bright sunlight, he released a soft sigh, running a hand across his face.
Blinking a few times, the memory of him breaking his girl's heart ran through his head. He regretted telling her the truth but at the same time, he knew she deserved that much.
Working as a world leader, as the Prime Minister of a country was so hard, it was not just a day job with power, but it was a full time responsibility where power could cost him his life.
But he loved the rush of it, he absolutely loved it.
Aaina, was still shaken up at the thought of talking to Zaydaan. But at this point, she knew that she had to talk to him, she had to put some relief in her heart, she had to make it stop hurting so much.
Ahad was right. He was right about everything.
She entered her
