She stiffened as she looked at the expression of Darmiel. His eyes reflected pain and disappointment at the same time. The sharp accusation hung in the quiet bedroom, heavy and suffocating. She kept her mouth shut and decided not to answer his question. She was at a total loss for good words to soothe his pain now. Her heart pounded heavily in her chest as she realized how deeply she had wounded him. He was looking at her as if she had just shattered his entire world into tiny pieces.
“Ameelah, you do not trust me enough. Don’t you?” Darmiel asked, his voice cracking slightly in the dark room.
Ameelah was still silent. She could only stare at his hands, which were trembling slightly against the soft fabric of the bedsheet. She wanted to say something, to defend herself, but the lump in h
