After Faruk left I retreated to the balcony, the sea breeze offering a brief respite as I watched the orange horizon that the set sun had cast over the water, but I couldn’t find beauty in it. All I could think about was Diago.
I still wondered about what happened to Diago and my heart still ached. The sound of the waves crashing against the shore below seemed to soothe me from this suffocating reality.
Why? Why did he and I have to be mates? Even though that now the bond we shared was stronger than ever deep down I would always hate him. But I didn’t want to spend the rest of my life in the bond that felt like a cage. I don’t want to spend the rest of my life with my enemy.
I envied the seagulls flying in the distance, their wings free to carry them wherever the wind would take them.
