Chapter 45Talya was zipping her black skirt when she heard a knock at the door. I should put the ‘do not disturb’ sign on the knob—I can’t even dress in peace now.
“Who is it?” She pulled the shirt over her head. God, I’ll be glad when tomorrow night comes. She opened the door without waiting for an answer.
“Hassan!” she said, letting him in, “I thought you were getting ready to go down and meet James.” when she saw that he hadn’t changed his clothes.
“No, not yet, I need to talk to you.” Here comes the storm I was dreading this afternoon.
“Okay, let’s sit down then—”
However, before she had a chance to make her way to the living room, Hassan grabbed her by the arm a questioning look in his eyes. “Talya?”
“Yes, what is it?”
“Do you love me?”
“No, Hassan, I don’t love you, I adore
