Iktan sat at the edge of the river, throwing pebbles into the water while he distractedly watched the moon reflecting on its surface.
-Are you still mad at me? – He heard Sehira´s voice say, the rustling of her feet approaching from behind, as she sat by him – You have been avoiding me all day.
-I haven't – He sighed sharply, turning to look at her and finding her face dimly illuminated by the starry night, inches away from his – And I am not mad at you either. I am just... Kind of sad, I guess.
-Why? I never wanted to make you feel upset, I'm sorry… – She rushed to place her hand over his – I was just looking for a more logical explanation. But I do believe you, honey.
-It's not even that – Iktan breathed out, placing his other hand against hers and cupping it – I mean… I know tha
