68. Get the horses ready

The night was going to spread soon. Vrinda Simard was alone there. He was still standing near the railing and looking at the horizon with his stout heart. This moment was drenched in the silence of her thirst.

"I am never going to come here. Because I no longer feel safe with you. Thank you for your favours. I hope we won't meet alone in the future."

Her trembling words reflected in his brain and he closed his eyes tightly. He couldn't explain his frustration to her. He could not stop her. He could not control his actions. He couldn't apologize to her for his amiss conduct.

He tightly held the railing and swallowed his execration. He was always a harsh person. The woman in the past had left him and now, Jane Dover…threw him away from her life.