It's been a week, a week that she felt as if she was the bravest woman that ever lived on earth. It hurts seeing him crumpled on one of the chairs, it hurts seeing the looks he was flashing her whenever she walk pass him, it hurts seeing the grief through his eyes. She've loved Al-amin, but that wouldn't stop her from letting him know her worth. She want to forgive all he has done for her, but with a single glimpse of him; everything comes back to her in a rush.
She rolled and rolled on her bed, unable to focus on the book she have been reading that she choose to let it sprawled carelessly on the bed. Before she entered her room, his room's door was creaked ajar, and she could see him holding his lower abdumen like he was really in pain. She knew he must be in pain, because she heard how
