Prologue

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It was a sunny day in the early days of October. Amal and her friends sat on one of the freelance chairs all around BUK. They were busy gossiping about anything and everything they could think of. Times like this, Amal listens with one ear. She doesn't comment at all or that would go against her quiet and reserved nature. They don't seem to mind. Perhaps they understand that she could not be trusted to contribute to the conversation.

A shiny black car suddenly zoomed past them. It was like death visited the hemisphere. Absolute silence reigned as every one of them stopped to look at the beautiful beautiful car.

But Amal wasn't looking at the car. Her gaze zeroed on the guy behind the car wheel.

It is Saif Garzali Dankano!

She forgot to breath as she saw him the first time after three good years. Fear paralyzed her for a moment because she was suddenly aware that if he so much as turned and saw her, she was dead meat.

Without anyone knowing, Amal slipped behind the nearest tree, hiding from his view as he parked in front of theatre one. She was still drinking in the perfect image of the one man she cannot forget. She is still drawn to him, as perfectly unreasonable as that was. She found him every bit as consuming as she did before. Her every essence called out to him. She wanted to run to him, shout out that she's here..

Had he forgotten her?

Perhaps to him, she was still as insignificant as ever.

Dr Shaheed, one of the lecturers in this esteemed university walked over to the car and Saif came out of the car so they could greet properly.

Saif accepted a brown envelope, nodding at something Shaheed was saying. Then Shaheed went around to the other side of the car and got in. Saif got in as well and he revved the engine on. The car came back the same way it followed earlier..

There was a kiiiiiiiiiit! As the engine revved to a drastic and vicious stop. Her heart almost fell from her chest as She looked at the direction of their attention.

His eyes zeroed on the two year old boy, perched on Sis Suzy's lap.

Kut!

Crap!

She is dead.

Dead! Coz, he's gonna kill her.

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