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Saïda's POV:
While I made my father's tea, I thought of Asahd and our little conversation in his room, minutes ago.
'I like him. I definitely like him. And he likes me too, right? How did this happen? I love Noure...very much...but I have little feelings for Asahd as well. I can't hide it. I'm all over him most of the time... And I get a little jealous too...'
I stopped stirring the tea and closed my eyes. Never had I been confused in my entire life! I loved Noure. And at the same time, I was crushing. Well, liking Asahd.
"How in the world did I get to this?" I muttered to myself.
'I've changed so much. In such little time...'