". . . No . . ." I heard a faint voice.
I opened my eyes and noticed that I was lying on the bed and was covered with cotton and feathers.
I quickly sat upright and tried to remember what happened before I fell asleep.
Today was Omar and my wedding night but we had a pillow fight. The last thing I remembered before falling asleep was that Omar and I were lying on the bed and were still throwing pillows at each other.
I sighed.
I couldn't believe I fell asleep on Omar's bed. That too . . .
I gasped in realization. I fell asleep beside Omar?!
I fell asleep beside a nasty boy?!
I began to shake my nightgown to let the pieces of cotton and feathers out of my dress and looked around and tried to find Omar.
The whole room was dark. Maybe, the candles ran out. I used my hands to search f
