I Will Pay For It
Mizvah kept sitting on the deck of the boat for a long time, his mind numb. Flashes of memories flitted through his mind, making it hard for him to breathe. His chest burned with so much pain that he thought it would burst. Never in his life he thought that Morava would be so cruel to use him and then leave him at this juncture. She liked him a lot and he loved her a lot. He had come after her to Draka. He had followed her when she was in a frenzy to mate at the fire festival and then when she was caught, he stayed there in Draka or in the jungles like a mutt who had lost his master. Realization felt like… pits of hell. He doubled up and a sob wracked his body.