28. Confession

Hooriya locked her door and lay down on the bed but she wasn't sleepy. Her mind continued to play Hamza's words like a reel.

He made her so flustered.

This was not right. He was not supposed to be so casual with her like that. There had to be some boundaries that he shouldn't cross.

Getting up she walked to the closet and took out his suit jacket which she had kept safe with her.

She stared at it for a brief minute before she draped it on the chair and walked back to the bed.

He never asked for it back but then again, he didn't come here in all those days. Right now she didn't feel like going out of the sanctuary of her room just to return his jacket to him. What if he cornered her again and said weird things? Leaving the room would be a bad idea. She could simply give his Jacket to Salaar the next morning and ask him to return it to Hamza.

Hooriya lay there on the bed but she kept thinking about his behavior and just like that slowly sleep consumed her.

It was in the middle of the ni