AMAL
Maybe I should stop jumping. Should probably sit down and take a breath. It’s a little over midnight and Aahil hasn’t returned from work.
I think it’s the curiosity keeping me awake. I don’t know when we’re going but if I had to take a guess, I’d say it’ll be soon. And that is making me excited.
I also have no idea where we’re going. I hope wherever it is, it’s going to be cold. I feel like wearing a hoodie and having warm tea while it snows.
Gosh, I have the stupidest fantasies.
I plop myself on the bed, lying back and staring at the ceiling with a stupid smile on my face. There’s a low knock on the door before it opens. I frown at Aahil as he steps in, closing the door behind.
Aahil doesn’t even look at me. He simply places his briefcase on the stool beside the dressing tab
