"Zina, Come here, it's me Omar." A voice said and I smiled , he came for me.
I quickly shoved Smail aside expecting to see him.
Then I froze, this can't be happening.
Oh, Ya Allah! Can't my life get any more complicated? There beside him was none other than the guy that ripped my heart into pieces;
The one that left me broken and all alone.
Mohammed.
I looked at him for what looked like an eternity.
Everyone was watching me, waiting for my next move. While, I just froze looking at him.
He has grown up and is a very handsome man, I must say.
He was wearing blue jeans and a white sweater with a thick coat, it was cold.
His brown hair is so short now, it was all a mess. His olive eyes shining with tears, he throw a sad smile my way as a fat tear slide down his gorgeous face.
I missed him, I really did. I wanted to run into his arms and feel his brotherly hugs again.
