The room was still from the silence that engulfed it. A candle flickered in a corner is the room, casting soft shadows across the stone walls.Edwin sat opposite Marah, no guards were present, no Ralph. It was just the two of them, seated at a distance from each other but linked by the weight of what was yet to be said.Marah's eyes were still puffy, rimmed red from sleepless nights and pain. But in her gaze something was different. It held resolve, exhaustion. Or maybe both."I am listening to you, Marah," Edwin broke the silence. "I mean, if you are ready and wanting to talk, rather than us just seat and stare at each other all long. Then, I am all ears," he added, not wanting to force her to talk against her will."If I am being honest with myself, I really do not know where to start," she murmured, her fingers fidgeting with the edge of the blanket wrapped around her legs."Hmm," Edwin sighed, he tried to put himself in her shoes, and understand how she felt. "Left to me, I will l
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