AHYAN
I throw the door open after a minute of standing outside in nervous dread. I can’t believe I’m going to tell Nur everything today, I think, but everything in me comes to a screeching halt when I look at the scene in front of me.
With eyes wide and heart heavy, I dash towards where Nur lays on the carpet. I call out her name and shake her shoulders but she doesn’t even so much as stir.
Shouting and screaming, I call Annem for help. A minute later she enters, panic visible on her face.
“I . . . I think she’s unconscious,” I tell her, cradling Nur’s head to my chest and brushing my hand down her hair. “What . . .?”
Dammit. I can’t speak. I think Annem sees the look on my face for she quickly goes out and then comes back in with a cup of water. She sprinkles a handful on Nur’s fac
