CHAPTER 8

Ora’s POV

I shook my head in disbelief as I gaped at Sandy’s disappearing back. I couldn’t believe that he left just like that. I ruffled Evaan’s hair, “You shouldn’t have talked to your uncle like that. He got so angry that he left.”

Evaan sighed, “I wanted him to leave…. If he stayed here, he would have tried to stop me from looking for my father. He would never understand how important it is to find him; no one does….”

His words tugged at the strings in my heart making it ache for this little boy. I don’t know what I was thinking but I found myself sharing my grief with Evaan, “I lost my father too when I was young…. When he died, I felt like a part of my soul had gone missing…. I feel that void even today….”

Evaan’s eyebrows were suddenly shrouded by a thick layer of grief. “I never saw my father….” He said simply but the magnitu