My mind fuzzy, my eyes closed, my mind trying to catch the remaining bits of the dream that I will never get back. It was a nice dream though.
I was happy, genuinely happy. There was a lot of food, alot of people, laughter, happiness, Zaydaan was smiling down at me and I was smiling back at him. We seemed like a perfect couple, but we were not.
I sighed, opening one eye as I heard a knock on the door. A ray of sunlight reached close to me, peeking from the blinded curtains as I woke up from the bed.
I wanted to sleep more but my mind was already awake, already worrying about all that was wrong with my life.
Another knock on the door made me reach the light and I switched the yellow one on.
I opened the door in my sleepy condition but seeing Ahad, all dressed up and standing at the doo
