WHEN Minah had no more tears left to cry, she sat silently, staring at her parents' graves.
She didn’t care if her clothes got dirty as she sat on the ground, positioned between the graves of her mother and father.
People often said that time healed all wounds, but she refused to believe that.
Even now, she could still feel the sting Asher had caused her years ago. How could time ever heal the pain of losing her parents, two of the most important people in her world?
Time won’t heal her broken heart. That much was clear to her now. Especially when there were things that could never be restored, no matter how much time passed.
“Do you want to go home?”
The voice startled her, pulling her out of her thoughts. She looked to her side and noticed Asher standing there. She quickly averted
