"Amina?" Rial watched her squinting at the sky as if it bothered her that the sun was out. He tried for days to get her to leave her small room in the house the sacrifices were kept in.
Looking a little dazed Amina turned to him. "Did you say something Rial?"
The expression on his face was more than a little hurt. "Yes," he said softly. "Did you really not hear me?"
Suddenly it sunk in. Amina stared at him for a long time before she spoke. "No, I heard you. Are you serious?"
His hurt expression worsened. "Amina, I guess maybe I thought… I don't know what I thought. Never mind." Rial turned away from her and began walking. He didn't care where he was going as long as it was away from her.
Amina was overwhelmed with guilt. Guilt over Moras. Now this was too much. Marry Rial? What else i
