ROD AZRAEL'S POINT OF VIEW

"Y-you like him?" I asked in a cracked voice.

I was trying to not make it obvious.

While he said those words.

"Because I like Blaike,"

"Because I like Blaike,"

"Because I like Blaike,"

"Because I like Blaike,"

When Ayiesha spoke those words, it was like a poison needle piercing my heart, it had shattered my heart into a million pieces. Those words wanted me to be deaf right now. Every sentence, every letter, and also ...