I wake up with a start at the sound of something breaking loudly. I’m breathing heavily, my heart pounding.
*What was that sound at this hour of the night?!*
Curiosity and fear make me push the blanket aside and head toward my bedroom door. I carefully open it and peek outside.
I stare down the hallway at the faint light spilling from the kitchen. I take a few steps toward it, hold my breath, and open the door.
The soft, warm light from the wall sconces illuminates the kitchen. I tilt my head, trying to see inside, when I hear Rasha’s loud, angry voice.
“Damn it!”
The moment I hear him swear, I hide behind the wall.
*God... what happened at this hour?!*
*Forget it, Nafas. Don’t go looking for trouble. Go back to your room!*
But... I steal another curious glance at him.
He’s sitti
