Lilith
I was chosen.
"Whoever this is addressed to, they are chosen."
"This is mythology darling. The strongest of all stories, The bravest. The loveliest. I love Greek, you do too, I believe"
Her words rang multiple times in my head. Lion bought me some ice cream as we sat at the basketball court.
I remained silent, my head still a blur.
If what Mrs Girija said added up to the truth, then this made sense.
But did it?
Did it mean I was the bride?
I looked up at Lion who was licking his corn without much attention.
Maybe he could solve this problem.
"Dude"
"Yeah?", he seemed keen then. I knew he was waiting.
Not a word of curiosity. Either his nonchalance or the fact I would speak when I desired.
"Tell me about it", he said, not sure if his patience could kill him.
"I have
