Zaynab
“Zaynab?“,Khalid calls as he closes the front door. I hear him set his keys down then his footsteps make their way towards the living room.
I put my phone down instantly and lean back on the couch. I close my eyes shut and start letting out silent but slightly audible snores.
“Oh”I hear him whisper.
I feel the couch sink but nothing happens. Is he gone?
“Zaynab. I can tell your faking. Your eyes are blinking”.
I ignore him then he touches my hand. I don’t react but then he starts caressing the back of my hand.
“Am sorry I hurt you. It wasn’t my intention at all. I know I messed up but am really sorry”,he whispers.
*No reply*
“I know you’re upset with me and I don’t blame you. But can we just start over? Please?“.
*No reply*
“What can I do to make it up to you?“.
*No repl
