BLURRED STARS |COMPLETED|

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Happy new month🎉

Finally, it's tomorrow. School is resuming and guess what? Your girl is officially a level 4 medical student. Though she knew there were still a few years to go but she's come so far that she can't help but be grateful to the almighty.

Farha just ended her calling session with Raihan. The duo had already made plans for the New semester, they hope lectures get fair to them and less stressful even knowing that surely the higher they go the harder it gets, but then it calms their nerves down getting optimistic.

Oh, and yeah, they reconciled. After their mini fight that had to do with Raihan's feelings for Layla, he eventually moved on coz Farha made it clear to him that he could only dream of getting Layla.

Things won't turn out good for him if Hisham gets the slightest hint of him courting his sister. Farha sure pities whoever hits on Layla, poor soul.

Talk about Hisham, she hasn't seen him for the last two days after standing up to him in the kitchen. If you ask, she's surprised by her newfound boldness.

Not that she doesn't have it in her, she always has but then with Hisham, she's more like a stunted ant in the eyes of a superior.

He scares the living daylights out of her but of course, she won't let him know that it's the last thing she'd do. Farha has always hated being, feeling, and looking vulnerable regardless of the situation.

As her brother would say, I adore your impudence, most people aren't fortunate to have that, females to be precise. Farha has missed a lot of her moments with  Salim and vice versa. The last time she had a fun time she had with him was a day before his departure to Ukraine, that's three years ago.

She still fails to understand why he wasn't present at her wedding or try to stop it. He keeps being the superhero to distress, this time things turned out different.

She's overly bored and couldn't deem what to do so she decided to take a stroll around the house. Funny she's never had a tour, it's always her room, the kitchen and her parlor, that's it.

She pulled the door close, making her way down the hallway, her eyes stopping on Hisham's study room that has the door slightly opened.

That's weird. His study room has and is always locked even when he's around. So it's very unusual that it is open, besides she doesn't think Hisham slept in last night.

She barely sees him these days, it's like he's not even in town, not like she's sure, he never tells her about his trips. Heck! She couldn't name a thing that has to do with Hisham, call her a terrible wife but na condition wey to make crayfish bend.

Farha contemplated whether to have a look or walk away but her curiosity got the better of her, so she walked her way there. Haven't made it there, she thought what if he's inside? What excuse will she give him?

C'mon, she's 10% sure he's not inside, that's enough certainty right? Either way, she's still going. She's not backing out, what could go wrong.

Everything!

Okay, Farha is starting to get annoyed by her subconscious, its always against her, is that fair?

Heaving out a breath she inched closer taking a peak, making sure there's no sight of her husband before straightening up and walking in. The last time she came in here, it was a nightmare.

What now?

She scan throw the surrounding, admiring his taste of deco and color. The cellarette that had the icky beverages caught her eyes screwing her face into a scowl, if she had the chance, she'd have the whole thing burnt down, but things won't end well her so-called husband.