Haya’s eyes fluttered open to the soft morning light filtering through the curtains of her room. She blinked slowly, trying to shake off the remnants of sleep when her phone buzzed on the nightstand. Groggily, she reached for it and saw Daniyal’s name flashing on the screen.
A sigh escaped her lips as she hesitated for a moment. Ever since their engagement, Daniyal had been nothing short of persistent, constantly trying to insert himself into every part of her life. And now, here he was, calling first thing in the morning.
She picked up the call reluctantly, pressing the phone to her ear.
“Good morning, Haya,” Daniyal’s voice was annoyingly chipper. “I hope I didn’t wake you.”
Haya rubbed her eyes. “No, I was just getting up.”
“Perfect. I was thinking we could have breakfast togethe
