Chapter 80

Atifa's pov:

"Are you even going to listen to me? This isn't playing twenty questions anymore, only you are firing your questions at me, not even listening to what I have to say!" Pushing myself away from the wall, I shot back, my voice loud as few tears rolled down my face.

He seemed to come out of his daze, or wherever he was lost before as he blinked his eyes before looking away and leaning back. Clenching and unclenching his jaw, he stood up from the bed. Running his hand through his hair, he started pacing around the room, maybe trying to calm himself down.

Looking away from him, I brought my knees closer to my chest, hugging myself. My pillow now caged between my knees and chest as I tried to curb my tears and calm my racing thoughts. Hiding my face in my arms, I let my tears roll down freely.