She had pushed him too hard to answer her, and now that he had, she didn't know what to say. She didn't know whether to be happy that Adonis loved her or to be angry that he had lied about her committing suicide. He was there on the day his mother had poured acid on her. He hadn't intervened or done anything to help her, so how could he claim she had committed suicide?
"I-Ishtar?" she managed to ask, trying to compose herself. "That's the name of the woman you were in love with?"
Adonis's expression softened, and for the first time, there was a glimmer of vulnerability in his eyes. "She was the pillar of my life, my mate." His voice had become calmer, and he was staring into empty space as if he had zoned out.
Ishtar kept quiet, allowing him to speak, her own emotions threatening to get
