NUR
While Ahyan is in the bathroom, I open my suitcase and pull out a Hollister sweatshirt and M&S pajamas. I also let my hair free, throwing the hairclip inside the drawer of the side table.
With a quick glance at the door, I search the contents of his drawer. The first one has a small brown diary and some chewing gums. The second one has . . . interesting stuff. Like-
“Nur!”
I jump out my skin hearing Ahyan call me from the bathroom. Relax,I tell myself. It’s not like I’m stealing something or invading his privacy.
The pitter-patter of water droplets has stopped and I wonder if Ahyan is going to walk out this second. I quickly shut the interesting drawer and sit on the bed like I’ve been thinking about something.
“Nur!” He calls again and I yell a ‘yes?” back.
“I uh . . . forgot
