Chapter 15
[A/N: I am still sick. That's why I cannot PM. I'll ask if somebody is free enough to PM from my side. Sorry]
"Kab tak apne andar gussa rakhenge aap?" the servant asked his disturbed little master.
Whatever his young master was, Karam knew, he was not this cold. This was just a child hurting inside, and sadly, he couldn't do anything to help.
Rey retired to bed, knowing it was too late now, and tried to sleep. The voice wasn't soothing him tonight, and right now, the voice was what he needed the most.
It was just easy to not answer Karamji. How would anybody understand what he was going through?
To hate someone, yet not be able to hate them.
To love someone, yet not be able to love them.
He was angry at her, for having him detached from her so young.
But he was dying inside, watching her die.
He couldn't just let her die, for god's sake. He loved her too much.
Yes, she had been cold to him. Yes, she hadn't loved her like a son for long. But hadn't Rey had the best time of his life getting away from this place? For that, he would be forever grateful to her that she sent him away. He was gonna die here anyway.
But then, she hadn't loved him.
And somewhere, Rey bet she didn't love him now either.
Maa... He cried this time, taking the name like an unanswered prayer.