She heaved a desolate sigh and got off the tall stool. She wandered upstairs to amira's room and knocked softly. She knocked few times again before amira forcefully opened the door. "What is it?" She looked angry, obviously about something but she was venting it on Dalia. "I was wondering what you'd like me to cook for dinner," she spoke tiredly. Her eyes kept closing, and all the wanted was to sleep.

"Cook whatever it is." She shut the door on Dalia's face. She exhaled as she turned ...