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Asahd's POV:

I was happy. Very, very happy. I returned to the living room where Hammar was still waiting for me.

"Wasn't that Saïda's boyfriend?" she asked when I sat with her.

"Mmm." I called it off so she wouldn't ask any more questions. "So, why are you here, dear?"

She raised a surprised brow at me.

"Why am I here? To see you of course. It's been days now and I've scarcely been seeing you recently." she held my hands in hers. "Are you avoiding ...