NUR
I nervously chew on my bottom lip. Where could Ahyan be? He dropped me off at ten p.m. and it’s one now. Why did he lie to me about going for groceries?
I pace around the room, wringing my hands about. I’m hoping he didn’t do something reckless but knowing Ahyan, it’s futile to hope that.
Maybe I should go look outside in the living room. I nod to myself and throw a scarf over my chest in case I run into someone else––which I can’t, because everyone in this house is asleep.
My eyes practically hurt from lack of sleep and they keep drooping but it’s my mind and heart that keeps me awake. Ahyan is in trouble and I have no way to reach out to him.
There’s an old phone lying in the living––
Just as I place a hand on the door handle, the door softly creaks open. I think I scream––I
