Mukhtar knew he have no right to be angry at her but he was. At her. At every unreasonable women.

The least she could have done was listened to him, right? But what had she done? 

Mukhtar shook his head as he remembered his encounter with the once amiable lady. He could still remember that she had always been so level-headed and reasonable back then when he used to visit Evie that he wouldn’t believe what she had some if someone had told him and he had not been there himself to see it.

Though he had been shocked to see her at the graveside when he went back for...