Prisoners in love

CHAPTER 7

In the morning, I didn't find Saif at home, maybe he didn't come home after the conference, he surely went to his uncle to sleep and just to see Huma again for the thousandth time. This girl!, yes she loved Saif and I'm sure he knows about that but then why doesn't he tell her no. Why does he have to keep someone waiting if he's already married. I helped Dania prepare breakfast and then at the table I asked her about Saif. "We servants, can't talk about anything", Dania I ask you and come on if you're hiding something from me then what a friend you are. "Ms. Ehsaal, Mr. Saif is not as bad or cruel as you think. He just needs affection and love that he hasn't had. He is the most responsible and sweetest person the village knows." Why does the village know him?, "Because he fought a lot to build a school for girls here in this village, he built hospitals in big cities and then contributed a lot to many universities" Since when was Saif so nice? He was always the one who had problems with everyone.

This information alone, is not enough for me I also wanted to know something about the family but after my question Dania went off to the kitchen. It was evident that she didn't want to answer this question, I didn't understand what there was to hide. I went outside and stood by the pool, there was so much air that relaxed me. Maybe, he wasn't as bad as it seems to me, he always wants good for everyone and then he did so much for this village. I also feel guilty for having had that behavior towards him yesterday, I shouldn't have been so disliked.Who knows how the conference went, even though Huma was there he needed me,he even asked me so kindly.

No no, I came to my senses, even though he had done good to someone but with me he had behaved badly and only hurt my feelings every time. And then Huma, Huma... she had come here a few days ago, surely Saif will know, I don't understand if the two of them loved each other then why they hadn't married and he wanted to ruin my life. He always preferred to stay with her, sleep at her house, be on the phone with her but then I wonder why he doesn't divorce me and he spends his life happy with her. The thought that he was kind, i immediately made it disappear from my mind, there was no need for me to repeat all that he has done, all that I have suffered for, all that my family has had to suffer for. I was forced to marry a man I didn't know, I was taken to a house I'd never seen and I was forced to stay here, in places I didn't know I'd never seen. I would never forgive Saif for doing this to me, for making me so miserable in life. And if I had suffered so much I wouldn't let him live a happily life, I had to make him regret marrying me, it was the only goal I had.