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Saïda's POV:

On my way to the living room, I tripped on a flat floor! I tripped. There was nothing on my path but I tripped and almost fell! That showed in what state Asahd had left me. My knees were shaky and my heart was palpitating. My forehead was a little moist and there was that same feeling, back and in between my legs.

"Are you okay?" my father asked after I'd tripped and almost fell, "You look off."

"No. No, I'm fine." I forced a chuckle that sounded ...