Chapter 17

Farah

Morning came and I instantly dressed up, finding the bed empty, Jawad must be in office.

Going downstairs I met Myrah, a plate of scrambled egg in her front, her brows furrowed. Moving towards her, I took a fresh plate placing my own scrambled egg and started munching on it immediately. Myrah didn’t even know I’m sitting beside her.

“Hello, you there?” I waved my hands in front of her face, snapping her out of her thoughts. She forced a smile taking a bite of her untouched food.

“Is something bothering you?” I asked with concern.

“No… Nothing.” She answered back. The little days I spent with her, I know she’s not a quiet one there must be something bothering her. She looks out of place, her eyes look lost, I decided not to question her more, we ate in silence. Until she pulled her chair back, muttering I’m stepping out for a bit. I let out a small sigh.

“Farah, ar