You won't drown in the ocean but in a spoonful of love...
I sat in the room, waiting for Yusuf.
Dawn was approaching...
The nightgown I wore fit snugly against my body. My loose hair cascaded down, covering the bare skin of my back. A mixture of excitement and fear coursed through me.
Countless thoughts swirled in my mind, but foremost was the question of whether he would touch me. I lifted my head at the violent opening of the door and rose to my feet. His anger was evident in his demeanor. His shadow stretched across the room as the light from behind silhouetted his figure. He slammed the door with such force that surely the entire household had awakened.
As he approached, my excitement vanished, replaced entirely by fear. I looked at him with frightened eyes as he stopped directly
