Chapter ninety three: Let it go

Arya’s POV

My heart was racing but I knew better and composed myself. Whatever he had to ask wasn’t centered around the tea. That was only an avenue to get me to agree but I couldn’t deny I let my curiosity get the best of me. Why didn’t I decline? I felt like slapping my mouth. ‘Ask?! Seriously Arya! My blabbing mouth won’t stop until I’ve ran myself to the ground. I felt helpless but still stayed silent and waited for the question to descend.

“Okay, listen carefully”

My ears perked up immediately and followed the words from his mouth.

“Let’s say you had a bird since you were little. The bird was sickly and relied on you a lot. And every-time it fell ill you were there to support it even when it caught a deadly flu you made sure it overcame it at the expense of a painful sacrifice. Time flew and the bird grew, finally becoming healthy and ready to explore the world. You let it go and it always came back, until...”

He took a dramatic pause before continuing. I had to say it made my