NEHA
There is silence in the elevator. But my head is screaming, yelling, shouting. Noor is crying. Danial is trying to calm her down, but she is not ready to listen to anyone.
I still debated. Even as we exit the building and walk towards Danial’s car, I stop for a second and just think. Ilyas doesn’t control me. So what if he oh-so lovingly asked us all to leave? I could give him all the reasons why he couldn’t stop me from staying.
Number 1: I am his wife.
Danial halted in his steps to look over his shoulder. “Hey, you okay?”
I wasn’t. “Yes, fine.” Hugging my arms around myself to block the chilly breeze, I murmured, “I am going back inside. He needs me. Can you take her safely to her apartment?”
“Of course I can,” he frowned, blocking t
