Huda's eyes glistened... but not for long.
"I'm—I'm not even close to you."
It seemed that she finally realized the obvious truth.
Malik was much higher than her in rank; even she had to notice it.
"You don't need to be like me."
She bit her lip.
"Big brother... I... if I don't go through with this, then what? What happens to the villages on our borders? What happens to the treaties? My father had already talked with them. If I run away now and stop the marriage from happening, they'll get... mad. What if—what if people die because I was selfish?"
He clenched his jaw.
It appeared that he wasn't the only kind one around.
She, too, was sacrificial... too kind for her own good.
Malik didn't want anyone to go through what he did, and so...
He did what he did best.
"You know… Zawaya wasn't an accident."
Huda froze.
"…What?"
His voice was low. Empty.
