We hadn't spoken since that night, we hadn't even seen each other once. It was strange, but there was nothing I could do to rectify the situation. When our emotionally and physically intense moments were over, Pars' cell phone's voice filled the living room. At that moment, I thought he was not going to leave me or even answer the call, but he picked up the incoming call and went up to the second floor.
While I was lying on the couch and waiting for him to come back, he had already dressed, tidied up, and went downstairs. It was obvious that he was in a hurry. I was watching him with amazement. "I have an urgent business." he said, reaching for the handle of the outer door. "Don't leave the house while I'm gone." He looked at my disorganized state and smiled slightly. "Bold will be with you in a few minutes. You'd better get dressed." He then left the house without looking back.
