"Please carry me to bed," Aaliyah whispered with a downcast expression on her face.
He obeyed and took her upstairs, helping her into the covers. The awkward silence grew between them, especially when he sat down by the edge of the bed and just kept staring into space.
Aaliyah took in a deep breath, "Is it that important to you that I see it? The... Maqbath?" She whispered into the darkness of the room. He had turned off the lights earlier as they had walked in.
It took a very long time before he said, "Yes,"
"Why?" She inquired immediately.
He never said anything after that, and she also decided not to ask him anymore, while waiting for sleep to come. But with him in the room, sitting so close to her, sleep refused to come. She remained there staring at the ceiling for hours, questioning all the decisions she's been making up till now.
