This was the second stroll she was having around the compound, and she strolled around the school when there was still sunlight so she could relish on the warmth of the sun burning her skin, a punishment for not following Daddy and Ilham to Makkah. She had never felt this lonely all her life, it all seemed boring and frightening how she missed even their maids. She just wanted to see her at home, that was all she needed. She knew of the man that was following her the moment she stepped her legs out of the house, and even though Humaira seemed to be frightened, she held a stoic expression on her face as she kept moving.
She was already walking inside the school, watching how the students were walking carelessly around the school was evident that university life was indeed full of freedom.
