He let out a heavy sigh. " I can hardly recall how my mother looked. However, I reckon that she was one of the sweetest ladies I have encountered.
The second one is probably you. Sweet I mean. As for my father, losing his beloved must have driven him to the edge.
I didn't use to think of how he felt losing his life partner before. Now that you ask, it must have been the hardest thing for him to accept and live with.
Considering she died because of him." He closed his eyes as his arms instinctively tightened around her. ' I am afraid you will also leave me like mother left father.' He thought.
" How was he at fault for the death of his wife? Did he kill her?" Lily asked, her interest piqued.
Arif prepared himself for the blow that would come after he told her the truth. She would add one and one to get to the point he was so afraid to directly let her know.
