chapter 27

"Inaya... I'm worried about you."

Hamza said to me, his face looking genuinely concerned.

If he said these same words only 2 months earlier I would have laughed until my teeth fell then said,

"What a joke!.. Hamza Filladi is actually worried about something besides his work?!"

But things became somehow different within a short amount of time, maybe because when living together a part of me started to treat Hamza humanely, or maybe because our cohabitation was a period for me to see that man in a different light, a more objective one.

Whatever the reason that I had it made me smile at him attempting to reassure him then said,

"I'm fine, you can say my mother has died in my heart for real this time round..so It's natural to mourn her death. One day, A soon day, I'll move on again... I always did."

He nodded in agreement... And didn't say anything else.

He somehow refused to go back to sleep on the sofa in the living room that night, by somehow I mean that he just kept sitting on the bed