~Wayne
Anger surged within me as I observed what appeared to be Mara's horse. Knowing how much she cherished that horse, and considering its inability to connect with anyone after Mara's death, how on earth did she manage to get it out of its stable?.
Despite some resemblance, there should still be a way to discern if it's the real Mara. She appeared visibly startled upon seeing me, and both of them froze in their tracks.
“What the hell do you think you're doing? Even if you want to go horse riding does it have to be with this horse? Don't you know what they call boundaries,” I scolded her.
She remained quiet, extremely frightened by my voice but I was more frustrated with the attitude that she was giving me. I should've just made her stay back at the concubine's mansion to avoid all t
