13
“HOW COULD YOU, JAK? I thought I was special, I thought we might be something.” Rasha asked. She felt the rage building inside of her. An uncontrollable rolling in her stomach that made the room spin. He stood with his palms up, pleading with her.
“Try to understand, I was young, I was foolish. She means nothing to me now,” Jak was trying to explain to her, he reached out to touch her arm but she pulled away from him.
A woman, not unlike Silae, entered the room. She had a wide smile on her face and belly heavy with child. The woman eyed her smugly.
Rasha turned back to Jak, who was staring as if he didn’t recognize her. His mouth was open and his head was bobbing as he searched for something to say.
“I’ve heard enough.”
Jak reached for her again. This time he put both hands on her
