Darmiel bade goodbye to everyone after they had coffee at the balcony. Ameelah deep inside was not at ease. She wanted to speak to her brother, but she knew that tonight is not yet the proper time. She watched Darmiel’s car drive away from the mansion's wide driveway, her mind still racing with the heavy realizations of the night, while her fingers unconsciously traced her lips, which still burned from his sudden and deep kiss.
The next day, Darmiel went to their Company with a light feeling. He could still feel Ameelah’s lips on his, and he could not help to smile with triumph. “Ameelah, Babe, just a few more days, I hope my prayers will be granted,” he murmured to himself while navigating the morning traffic, his heart full of hope that he could finally win back the woman he loved and b
