MAYRA'S POV
People die but memories don't. The memories are like a sky full of stars, so beautiful yet unreachable. We can look at them and smile but couldn't complete the urge to get closer to them. Maybe that's what the memories hold. The power to put the heart in craving. Rehan was no exception. He was missing the old memories. Those beautiful memories of her sister and Zara. I couldn't imagine the pain of his broken soul. His heart was still caged in the past. That past which had the memories but still they were dark.
Now everything is clicking in place. Rehan was still that ten year old boy who unintentionally was responsible for the death of his sister. It was his parents who had built the emotion of self-hatred in him. They had made the mind of a child to believe that he killed
