(Nafas)
The sunlight hits my eyes, distracting me from the words on the page.
I lift my gaze from my books and walk toward the window.
Before I can pull the curtains shut, a car stopping in front of the house catches my attention.
Rasha gets out of the car.
My eyes immediately settle on the driver.
My brows furrow.
That girl!
Rasha says something to her, and she nods before heading toward the house.
I press my lips together and exhale sharply.
I yank the curtains shut.
Turning back toward my books, I try to focus on the words again, but...
I don't do a very good job.
Rasha walks into his room.
The door to my room is open, and I'm sitting somewhere I can see him.
I mindlessly twirl my pencil between my fingers.
Every now and then, my eyes drift toward his room.
I rest my ch
