It was nine in the morning when Dossam woke up from a night of disturbed sleep. Her whole body ached due to not having enough sleep and she disliked the reason behind it, Max. He was the reason. His presence had so much influence in her life and in almost everything of hers that even a small action like sleeping was difficult without him being pressed against her or his hands on her body as she slept, safe and sound.
She knew she wasn't at fault. It was just his reaction that led them to where they were now. The place felt quiet and cold and with a long sigh and putting her hair in a messy bun, she made a beeline towards the bathroom.
Being in bed and thinking about her life wasn't fruitful, she had to work and earn. With all the thinking she did last night, she realized she needed to
