The Truth

"Why were you going to marry Lyra?"

Arzal, who was snuggling his face inside her neck, stopped, hearing her. He lifted his face up, only to meet with her questioning eyes.

"Why were you doing all of that?" She asked again, making him sigh.

"Ser… "

"No lies anymore. I want the truth," Her words were clear and firm.

Arzal again breathed out hard and sat up on the bed. She also followed his action of sitting on the bed.

Seraphina, for the first time, noticed something unusual in his eyes, like something was bothering him and she understood if it was bothering him, then it must be something very relevant.

"The marriage and engagement with Lyra was fake," He uttered.

Seraphina was stunned at his words.

"But why?" She queried, still in disbelief.

Arzal trailed his eyes away from her and rubbed his palm all over his face.

"Even if I tell you, you won't believe me, Sera because.. " He turned to look at her.

"Because you don't trust me,"

Her heart ached at his statement. Arzal suspi