AMAL
With two weeks left for university, I seem to have no idea what to do these days. My routine painfully remains the same and I get bored sitting in the same room, having the same food over and over again.
As far as promises go, Aahil sure is keeping his. We barely see each other, save for the little encounters here and there.
I try to keep myself busy with the Qur’an and my very infrequent, very not-so-nice-vocabulary.
Today, I’ve opened the curtains and the expansive pool is in view. With the Qur’an open in front of me, I quickly don on a scarf, covering half of my hair.
The sudden opening of the door causes me to twist my head in that direction. Feigning disinterest, I quickly thrust my nose deeper into the soft, warm pages of my favourite Book.
If it were one of the characte
