The aroma of grilled meat covered in spice sauce appetizes anyone who smells it to eat it immediately. Rakia and Dashtan ate the dishes served at their table solemnly for a few minutes.

“Ash...,” Rakia called out which made Dashtan turn to her.

“How did you get through all your pain when Dalilah left you?” asked Rakia, she looked at the man curiously. Dashtan sighed loudly.

“I don’t know, all I know is... My other self told me that I had to move on with my life. I went to a psychiatrist because for a few months I had trouble sleeping and tended to shut myself away, no desire to...