Chapter 23

Farah

“Can we be friends?”

To say I’m surprised will be an understatement, the one and only Jawad who can’t stand me is asking to be friends. I was a little happy that my husband is gradually changing but kept a stern face not wanting him to see the happiness on my face.

“Who are you?” I asked. He didn't seem to grasp my words; he just kept staring at me.

“Are you sick somewhere?” I nudged him a little. “Oh, you don’t seem to grasp my joke, I mean are you really the Jawad I know?” I explained.

So now Farah you’re acting comfortable with him. I don’t know what made him laugh, is it my joke or me smacking him.

Something is definitely wrong.

“What’s wrong in being friends? We’ve been married for some months now and we can’t stay like this forever, like strangers,” he stated.

“I have one question,” I said, sitting