Chapter Eight

Now, she was sleeping in her room, very early in the morning the next day. Curling so twisty in her quilt. There was a soft knock at the main entrance, and she could hear it so faintly from her bedroom. 

"Ohhh... gush! Who could that be... disturbing the serenity of my sleep...?" 

Somira mumbled and disregarded the knock, as she continued to slumber... with her eyes dimly opening at intervals. Nothing else mattered more to her at that time. It was just like the voice which was calling out to her from her window, as the person called her directly..

"Is Somira in...?" The voice whispered... and the sound sunk deep into her ear drums.

It was a male voice. He called again.. but this time, a little bit louder, and was accompanied with som