Nura POV
"What?" I say opening the door finding Khalid standing there with a disgusted face
"BismilAllah go wash your face it has dried drool," he says turing his disgusted face into a evil/smile
Oh boys I smell trouble. A really big one. It's also right in front of me. Just across.
"What now!" I says annoyed
First he wakes me up from my beauty sleep then has this weird look on his face.
" I'm taking my little sister out," he says pushing me out of his way and into my room
"I also want you to wear the best clothes you have maybe a dress?" He says looking in my closet MESSING my cloth up
I walk towards where he's standing which is by my closet and put my hand on his forehead.
Hmm not hot not cold warm.
I touch his arms and squeeze it. Nope not a robot.
Same old Khalid.
Weird.
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Don't worry first couple of chapters are really short don't worry it will get longer inshallah.
Bare with me friends ;)
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