Chapter 8

Dashtan looked at the surprised Rakia with an amused smile. At the same time, Rakia hastily lowered her head to hide her awkwardness and slight embarrassment. Twice, this strange man before her had offered something that sounded ridiculous when a man like Dashtan said it. Rakia took a deep breath to regain her sanity.

“Don’t like to offer things that you can’t live up to in the end. Have you ever been dumped?” asked Rakia with a challenging, severe look. Their orders came and stopped their conversation for a moment. The waiter helps them prepare the BBQ stove.

“It must be painful,” said Dashtan when they came back together. Rakia swallowed her bitter saliva.

“It felt like I wanted to die,” Rakia said honestly. The aroma of grilled meat covered in spice sauce is delicious. Dashtan moved his cooked meat straight into his mouth using chopsticks. He nodded while chewing, “It’s delicious,” he commented. Rakia also followed Dashtan’s way of eating when the meat was cooked; she also made the