We stared at each other for long moments after we were alone, Lahn statue-still, me breathing
heavily before he said in a quiet voice, “Vayoo ansha.”
I shook my head and whispered, “Never. For good and always, you have lost me. Na me lapay kah
Lahn. Not anymore.”**
I watched him flinch but I didn’t care about that either.

Autor: The Golden Dynasty