CHAPTER 33

  F A R A H

  A moment of silence fell on me as I gaze at the window glass but my mind is purely occupied on something else. I heard my sister's voice, turning my head away for a moment, I glanced towards her, a look of anger flickers across her face.

  "Sis Farah, you're still at the same position I left you in." She said placing both her hands on her hips.

  For some reason, gazing at the window like this made my mind off things. It's been a week since I've been discharged from the hospital and I must say Mom and Yasmin made sure they took care of me.

  "Sis can you cheer up a little bit, I don't like seeing you like this, it pains me." She ushered sitting on the bed. "I know ja.."?

  "Don't!" I cut her off. Just hearing his name pisses me off. Thinking about the past, I was such a fool in thinking maybe he will change. Maybe we will leave a happy married life but I guess I'm wrong Jawad will never change.