Chapter 148

Zarin curled in bed, feeling lonely again. His own thoughts tortured him and Zamiel only made it worse. 

He was indeed lucky to have Heaven as his friend. 

His parents were his parents. He could understand if they didn't give up on him, but Heaven could have easily abandoned him. Zamiel could have killed him. But none of that happened. 

He wrapped the blankets tighter around himself, as if it would chase away the loneliness. He did feel less lonely in Zamiel's home despite his declared hate for him. His home smelled of rain and earth, mixed with another heavenly scent. It was comforting.

Suddenly he shook his head violently, and his heart began to race in worry and fear. No. Why was he thinking of his scent again? What was wrong with him? What Euphorion said couldn't be true? Could it? 

There was no way he liked Zamiel. Zarin had always enjoyed his women. He still did. He was attracted to women, not men.