A HALF HOUR LATER, Sarah lay awake in bed staring at the ceiling. Since she had the chance to clean her room, she found it to be quite lovely underneath all the dust, decorated in much the same way as Raif's, with simple wood furnishings and bare hardwood floors. She knew she should be dead tired after all she had done today, but sleep would not come as thoughts of Raif kept invading her mind.
Just when she thought she understood his actions, he'd do a complete turnaround, leaving her more confused than ever. One minute he'd look at her as if he was ready to wrestle her to the ground and rip her clothes off, and the next he'd treat her as if he was her big brother. Sometimes he'd act like a complete jerk. This afternoon was a perfect example, she thought resentfully as her blistered palms
