Just because you hate me

ri

, watching our every movement with careful eyes, but rather the cold seeped in to my bones, chilling me to death. I ma

ards Aydin. I raised my head just slightly, staring ahead at his chest. My lips wer

hut—in a way that was nothing related to discontent or disgust. In fact, he had the barest hint of a small smile tugging at the corners of his mou

he boy who I knew three years ago. The sweet, caring one that brought me my favorite dessert whenever he was

ind of. . .stopped—the truth hit me harder than a truck could, and the damage was worse than a

ly. No. . .he only despis

e

ady become a slave to unconsciousness. But before I could have fallen to the depts

ia

he not wa

ll

e. Just cold. She’s

inking my eyes open. Harsh light exploded all around

t his face. Or my ears. I hadn’t gained full consciousness and I was struggling to do so. But I nodded my head just a little to let th

. You should drink it, it’ll

th to get into a sitting position let alone h

s. My eyes were still shut

on’t think she’d want to e

crime, would he have stabbed me already? I shuddered, blocking out the images of him

that’s not a nice thing to say. May Allah SWT grant o

w to my chest, a punch to my stomach. Would there ever come a day I would find out what I ever did to gain s

t last peeling open my eyes. I squinted at first, th

ter calm on the fuzzy rug, legs hunched up, arms braced on the knees, those cat eyes watching me with interest. I looked away instantly. He wasn’t my mahram, so looking at him was a big NO. Behind him stood Dad, nex

laugh as if it were no biggie. “Da

n’t Dad wh

of fine is, Ciara, because accordin

lean canvas. And for once, for once. . .I couldn’t find any bad energy radiating off of him for me. yes, he wa

you your favorite dessert, Ciara,” Berat announced with authority, seeming pro

me get up on my jell-lo legs. Aydin jumped to his feet too, heading

reciate it.” I smiled wi

ys we

ungry,” Aunt chirped with excitement. Her eyes had a sudde

ll go h

only ones left in

causing such a scene though it wasn’t in my hands. I felt extremely bad for ruini

econds ago rested. His head dropped back whilst his eyes s

heard those words. Death. Losing someone. Funeral. I dropped to my k

ause of me. I know,” I shuddered, trembling. “I know I cause you so much

, his wife was there but just physically, and I was all he had left. The fear wa

knew something was not right with my body yet neither one of us eve

the doctor,” Dad ordered, his tone anything but friendly and supportive. I

lence. Words seemed to

k. Need some

ed a lot of things in life, like the possibility of some sickness, losing friends, not getting the perfect score in college, but not the words I heard

sick or s