Yanarym woke up after hearing three consecutive knocks on her door.
"Rym, are you awake? What do you want for breakfast?"
It was Mel.
Yanarym yawned and pulled herself up to sit. She thought she would be unable to fall asleep. Here she was waking up after sleeping like a toddler.
She had contemplated about Khaleel all night— Well, not exactly all night since she fell asleep in the in-between.
She did not want this love. Nevertheless, it was not in her control. She could not avoid Khaleel either nor she could not kill him. After all, she needed him at the same time she wanted him.
Khaleel's appearance in this country was unexpected.
And he was the one she labeled as the number one problem that she had to solve immediately.
"Rym?"
