ZARYA’S POV

“You grew well.” Matilda was facing a wet rug on my cheek and lips. “Hali must be so proud of you.”

I breathe out heavily. Every time I heard his name, I felt the wall in my chest, blocking my breathing. I had no news about him. Probably, he married someone.

What does he look like? What is he doing? Does he eat well? Those were the questions running in my head day by day, minute by minute. I will still be on my one’s feet because of him. He taught me everything I knew, even how to survive, the reason is him.

“You seem sad, aren’t you?”...