Chapter 26 Matters Of The Heart Part 2

• In the eye of the storm, Irook stood rigid, his mother's hands ensnaring his own, her grip tight enough to be a shackle. The remembrances of their bitter argument hung in the air like a spectre, the vengeful words echoing in his mind, a stinging reminder of their discord.
• Suddenly, a rebellion surged within him. With a force fuelled by frustration, Irook wrenched his hand free, the motion sending his wine glass spiraling to its doom. It crashed on the marble floor, the sound of the shattering crystal piercing the air like a gunshot, instantly muting the room. The surprise on everyone's face mirrored the fragments of glass strewn across the floor, their gazes sharp and piercing, searing into his very soul.
• Humlitation coloured his cheeks a fiery red as he navigated through the sea of stunned faces.