That night when everyone was gone to have rest and Shirina herself was about to retire, there was a knock on the door separating the balcony from the room. She instinctively knew who it was and this time, she did not forget to put a thick robe over her sheer nightdress. She walked over to the baclcony and there he was, sitting on the edge and staring at some faraway place.
“You are here.” She said in lieu of greeting.
“That I am.” He gave a nod.
They stayed there in silence, enjoying each other’s company for a while before she broke the silence, “I almost thought you would not come anymore.” She whispered soft enough for it to be lost in the wind but his sensitive years still picked them up.
“Huh? Why did you think I would not come?”
“I am mad at you.” She declared, pouting at him
