Ahmad POV........

I stood watching the city from the balcony of my house. Paris is really beautiful. You'll never get tired of staying here. Well,that's if you came to have fun not like my situation right now. I'd rather go back to my country than continue staying here. The doctor came in yesterday and I told him everything that transpired that night and that confirmed his thoughts and asked me not to call her family or tell anyone from my country. Let her wake and explain everything first. He had said. How does she get here. That's the question that have been bothering me.

The sound of door screeching made my head turned to where the sound came from. It came from downstairs. So, I headed there but couldn't find anyone. I heard some movement in the kitchen and walked there. When I get in, I saw her sitting on a stool on the kitchen island scooping something she probably made herself. She's really hungry. I mean who wouldn't after spending weeks unconscious. She doesn't even noticed me, I decided to go closer and see what she's eating. I walked up to her and sat on the stool beside her and took a peek at the bowl in front of her. She made oat, probably that's the only thing she found easier to make. I sat just staring at her without her noticing me. Minutes is a too long something as she was already sitting looking at the empty bowl in front of her. A chuckle escaped my lips and that's when she quickly turned to see me sitting beside her. She looked embarrassed. That maybe I saw her in a situation like that. She looked me in the eye for some minutes before averting her eyes from mine. She started fiddling with her fingers which means she's really nervous. “ Should I make you something to eat”. I decided to talk asking but she shook her head indicating No

“ Are you sure... Look at you looking all skin and bones. You sure you are full“. I said and she just nodded her head.

“ Okay if you said so. How are you feeling?”. I asked and she looked at me with an expression that says you just opened up the wound. “ I am fine”. She said her voice shaking. She's trying to hold herself. God,I missed that voice.

“ Do you want to talk about it? If not, you don't have to say anything. I can wait till when you're ready to talk”. I said but she didn't say anything. “ Okay. I get it. Get some rest okay. Let's go to your room. I'll help you”. I said stretching my hands for her to hold onto. And instead of her to hold my hands,she drawn me to her hugging me and started sobbing in my arms. I hold onto her and soothingly rubbed her back. “ I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Please forgive me ”. She said crying. What is she apologizing for?

“ Shh. It's okay. You're safe now. I promise I will not let anyone hurt you again. Calm down okay”. I said
“ Now let's get you to your room”. I added and she nodded getting on her feet still holding onto me. We walked to her room and she let go of me making feel an emptiness surging through me. She sat on the couch.

“ I will let you rest”. I said deciding to go out when she hold me back.

“ Are you ready to hear me out?”. She asked and I was more than glad she's ready to talk. “ Of course. You have my ears for that. I'm ready as I'll ever be”. I said sitting by her side.

“ Now. Tell me”. I added.

Hey guys 😚 My baby is finally awake😉 Let's see what she's about to say ☺ Some secrets are about to be expose 😱 Xoxo❤🦋