Chapter 17

F A R A H Morning came and I instantly dress up finding the bed empty, Jawad must be in office. Going downstairs I met with Myrah, a plate of scrambled egg in her front, her brows furrowed. Moving towards her, I took a fresh plate placing my own scrambled egg and started munching on it immediately, Myrah didn't even know I'm sitting beside her. 'Hello you there?" I waved my hands in front of her face, snapping her out of her thought. She forced a smile taking a bite of her untouched food. 'Is something bothering you?" I asked with concern. 'No.. Nothing." She answered back. The little days I spent with her, I know she's not a quiet one there must be something bothering her. She looks out of place, her eyes look lost, I decided not to question her more, we ate in silence. Until she pulled her chair back muttering I'm stepping out for a bit. I let out a small sigh. 'Farah aren't you going out together with Myrah?" Aunt Fatima asked, picking up the plates from the dinning. 'No..did