Abubakar’s POV
There was a soft tap on the door. I stood up from the bed and opened it. Maat was standing in front of me with her dazzling smile.
“Did you eat this morning?” She uttered without greeting me.
Yesterday was worse for me, and I could not even eat anything.
I stepped aside and let her in.
Last night I was a little overwhelmed and threw everything on the floor.
‘Yeah, I witness some craziness that I never knew existed in you.’ Barika barked a tease.
‘That is what I feel at the moment.’ I replied with a scoff. Maat asked if she could help me clean up, and I nodded without speaking a single word.
It felt familiar where she would wake up early at the dawn to meditate near the river. Then come back to our rooms to clean them for us. She was always there no matter wh
