CHAPTER 8 - BITTERSWEET

THE disappointment in the Chieftain’s eyes was unconcealed. It was the first thing Malaika observed when she regained her consciousness. She laid flat on the queen-sized bed inside her room. Her father stood a meter away along with Alleki.

She slowly got up and leaned her back on the headboard. She couldn’t meet her father’s gaze. She felt his tremendous regret for having her as his daughter. Well, nothing new. It has been like this from the time she lost her power.

“This is what I’m worried about. You almost died in Yulli’s hand!” The Chieftain deeply exhaled. The line in his forehead deepened.

Looking at his father, he looked younger at his actual age. Yet, at fifty-two, his body was still fit. She only got his black hair, but the rest of her features came from her mother.

“My apologies, I embarrassed you again, Father.” She turned her head to the open window beside her and focused on the gigantic trees outside where wild white orchid