Ayla POV

After the conversation, we spent some more hours in the garden, not exchanging a word, but immersed in our thoughts and how things will be from now on. It's terrifying to know that I'm making decisions for myself, because the weight of making mistakes is enormous, after all, some things can't be forgiven... Mistakes that can cost the lives of other beings and even cost me my own.

I smiled, looking at the flowerbed of Smeraldo. After all, its meaning is very strong, the sincerity that can't be shown, it's almost a duality... After all, lies can also be a form of sincerity.

"Ayla..." Soren called me, and...