Deceptions

Chapter 29

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"But Dad -" I started, but he cut me off by quickly offering another spoon full of soup. I opened my mouth and let him feed me.

"No buts right now, Ayra. Your therapy sessions are almost over. Once they're complete, let's go to Germany and just stay there," he said.

"You aren't even letting me meet anyone! Geez, I'm just a little sick, not contagious or anything," I mumbled.

"I had to, my child. For your own safety. It's not like you had an accident. Shehri tried to kill you! All the reason enough for me to keep you safe," he stated, sounding diplomatic.

"Is this why you barred my husband from meeting me?" I asked him, my eyes narrowed.

"He is a fraud! He was in cahoots with Shehri all this time!"

I bit my lip to keep myself from sighing exaggeratingly. I had been having this conversation with him for the past month, and I was tired of trying to convince him.

After that fall, everyone told me that I went into a coma for a month. When I woke up, everything in my head was messed up. I couldn't walk properly, I had forgotten how to use my hands when I wanted to, and I also experienced a lapse in speech.

That had been a huge scare.

I also had to get multiple stitches at the back of my neck and on the top of my forehead. Thankfully, the scar at the top of my head was well-hidden due to my hair, but the one at the back of my neck was pretty long and rough.

I constantly asked for Saif, but Dad was being secretive. He told me Saif couldn't see me and that I should focus on just getting better. My state got worse, and I had to stop begging him to let me see my husband and focus on getting rehab in order to meet him when I recovered.

Today, I was good enough to go back to my normal life with some precautions.

I could speak properly again. I could walk and do things on my own again. I didn't have to worry about becoming a permanent cripple.

Yet there were no signs of my husband or his family. Finally, Dad had fessed up to the fact that he had driven them away because he was mad at them.

I knew he would never listen to me if I told him they were innocent. He would just get angrier. So, I decided to meet with Saif myself. He didn't need to know.

Not when he was so angry.

Maybe I'll explain everything to him later.

But right now, I was itching to meet Saif. He would be so happy to see me. I just needed to sneak out the first chance I'd get tonight. I was discharged from the hospital a week ago and back at home.

Night fell outside. I stood in my room and gazed out the window. Dad walked inside my room, all dressed up.

"I'm going over to your phupo's(paternal aunt) house. I haven't seen her in a long time. Sure, you don't want to come along?" He asked.

"I'd rather not," I told him.

"Okay. Eat your dinner and rest well, my child," he told me, fondly placing a hand on my head.

"Dad. My friend from school, do you remember her? Alina?"

"Yes. The girl whose father is a lawyer, right?"

I nodded. "She's coming over to pick me up. We're going to the movies. It might take a while since the movie just started. I've been cooped up so long, first at the hospital and now at home, I want to go out for a just a bit," I told him, putting on my best innocent face.