  &quot;Guards! Take him out of my sight.&quot; It was so painful to hear and so difficult for him to believe that he was the one his father was treating this way today. Something he had never imagined in his entire life. 
  He trudged on his feet and staggered backwards at how dizzy he felt, he didn't know where he was going to but he just knew he had to leave this palace for good. Even though he knew she might still be in the palace just that he didn't know where, and her phone was still in her room, Na'im knew he'd die if he stayed there for more minutes. 
  One of the guards tried to touch him to help him out when he shrugged off and with a voice that was laced with pain and anger, he thundered, &quot;None of you should dare lay his hand on me, or I'd make sure he's no longer breathing.&quot;
  He kept staggering as he walked out of the chamber and when he saw his car parked outside,

  He looked so pale and lifeless and she wanted to wrap her arms around him until she cried to her fill. But she had to stay still too, it was part of saving his life. She wanted to lounge forward and touch his hand, but Maryam couldn't do that. She couldn't make the wrong move, afraid that when she did, she wouldn't be able to donate her blood to him anymore. 
  She had only fixed her eyes on him until it was done and shortly, the doctor came and immediately began to transfuse the blood into his system while she asked her to lay still until she was strong enough to stand. She excused herself as she had a lot of work to do and left. And Maryam thought, having the little time she did before they asked her to leave, she slightly rolled over to his side of the bed and was hesitant at first before she took his hand in hers and smiled sadly at how large and warm they still felt. Wordlessly, s

  &quot;I love Maryam, Ya Girema. And I hate the sight of Nafisa, can you do something about it?&quot; He decided to be truthful and she seemed gladdened because this was the first time Na'im had ever shared something that bothered him with her, it was an honor to her. 
  &quot;If that's the case, I'd make sure you two don't end up married. Come to my chamber later so we can speak about it, okay?&quot; He nodded with the beginning of a smile and she grinned at him before she walked away. He wondered what his mother looked like or who she was as a person, but he knew if Ya Girema had been blessed with a child, she would have been one of the most amazing mother's in the world. 
  It didn't take him a minute since when he sat down and they were asked to go to the balcony with Nafisa so they could talk things out. While the parents moved aside differently to talk as well. Na'im sat on the ch

&quot;Guards! Take him out of my sight.&quot; It was so painful to hear and so difficult for him to believe that he was the one his father was treating this way today. Something he had never imagined in his entire life. 
  He trudged on his feet and staggered backwards at how dizzy he felt, he didn't know where he was going to but he just knew he had to leave this palace for good. Even though he knew she might still be in the palace just that he didn't know where, and her phone was still in her room, Na'im knew he'd die if he stayed there for more minutes. 
  One of the guards tried to touch him to help him out when he shrugged off and with a voice that was laced with pain and anger, he thundered, &quot;None of you should dare lay his hand on me, or I'd make sure he's no longer breathing.&quot;
  He kept staggering as he walked out of the chamber and when he saw his car parked outside, he thanked god that he didn't have to walk that distance to get to his chamber. He got into the ca

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