Malik’s POV
Coming here, I had rehearsed and imagined how the conversation would go, I expected her to yell, to curse or perhaps use of her spells to turn me to dust, but she didn’t
She just stood there, her arms folded. “So this is it,? She asked quietly. “I knew you would choose her, but you’re saying it to me…directly. It’s unbelievable.” Her voice didn’t c***k.
“I’m sorry, Mo.” I managed. “What we had was great and I cherished every moment, but you see, we were built on debt and confusion. I owed you for saving me at some point and you felt you owed me too. It wasn’t love, we were only bound by gratitude.”
She let out a bitter laugh. “Of course…I knew that.” She stepped closer. “ You were half dead and angry with your world and your creator, Malik. I healed you thinking it woul
