" 𝐢 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐭, 𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐲"
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𝐑𝐚𝐲𝐲𝐚𝐧 𝐒𝐲𝐞𝐝 :
a billionaire with insomnia.
something's happened to the sunshine guy in the past 2 years that left him with a...
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— ☆⋆。𖦹°‧ Sehmat's Pov :
2 days later :
His parents had gone back to New York, but his mom assigned me a task that required strength and courage. She wanted me to ask Rayyan to open up about his past.
She mentioned that she couldn't speak on his behalf because she wanted me to hear things from Rayyan's perspective and try to understand him and help him heal, just like I had helped with his nightmares and insomnia.
For that he must open to me, it's been long since I always wanted to learn about his past. But he never allowed me in, he suffocated himself into it alone, not letting it out.
And I couldn't help but do nothing.
"Something dreadful happened to our family, two years ago, that completely shattered the siblings. One lost their mental health, Rayyan, and the other became completely numb, Rania." His mom's words echoed in my mind, intensifying my curiosity even further.
I was sitting on the polished black staircase, my head resting on the railing. It was dark, with most of the lights in the penthouse turned off, just the lights of the city were nestling inside from the glass windows.
As I closed my eyes, thoughts of Rayyan's reaction when Rania mentioned Armaan filled my mind. I couldn't help but wonder what could have happened between Rayyan and Armaan that he can't forgive himself for.
The mystery just deepens further.
Rayyan left the restaurant that day and went to sleep without talking to me. It was like he didn't want to see me, as if he felt guilty and disgusted with himself.
But later on, he just went back to being normal, not overly affectionate but not distant either.
Talking about Rayyan, he walked out of the room and strolled down the stairs. He found me sitting here, and he sat beside me with a warm smile.
Warmth seeped through me and I smiled tenderly back at him. My heart making thudding noises inside my chest.
I gently rested my head on his shoulder while he sat more carefully, allowing me to feel comfortable.
My heart did a somersault once again.
" what are you thinking, pretty lady?" grabbing my palms he started to draw circles on them.
I felt soft jittery feelings erupting my body.
" I was thinking about how deep this quote is : we cannot simply sit and stare at our wounds forever" I quoted with a deep heavy heart.
I was so close to him that I could feel his breathings quickening, while he hummed.
"We've all faced challenges in life, and sometimes life can be tough. But fate can be even tougher. But hey, we're all human, right? We all make mistakes. It's just important to be forgiving enough to forgive ourselves for our own mistakes." I calmly shared my thoughts.