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Asahd's POV:
I went up the huge stairway with a smile on my lips. I'd finally admitted it and had told her. What had convinced me that it was love I felt for her, were how complicated my feelings were concerning her. How jealous I was towards Noure but most especially, how Saïda made me feel. She made me feel like no other girl had before. I could spend a week away from all of my former girlfriends or stay without seeing them for days, yet I'd never reacted the way I'd done with Saïda.
Irony was, Saïda had not even been away. She'd been in that palace with me throughout that week, yet I missed and craved her like she was a thousand miles away from me.