Chapter 19
- ♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Calisto ⋅• ♱
- Asra’s words caught me by surprise. It was like a stab in my chest and a straight dart in my pride.
- It was my fault, I knew it. It was my fault that Asra had to go through everything, that she had to listen to things like that when in the end she was attending to one of my many whims.