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She was chatting with this Maryam, I liked to see her happy, but I wish it was only with me.

- What's that necklace around your neck?

She'd lost her smile, Nov had also stopped talking to rest his eyes on her neck.

His gaze turns to me. He frowns, then raises his hands in approval.

I spoke up.

- You should learn to mind your own business, kid.

She looks away from Aris and plants her green eyes in mine.

- Are you hurting her?

- Maryam!

Intervenes Nov.

- But you can't be serious, it's obvious he's...

- It's none of our business, give it up!

For once, I was glad my brother took my side.

I give her a wry smile, then glance at Aris.

What was she thinking? I can see her fingers touching the necklace.

I was dying to pick up where we left off.

- You've kidnapped him.

I open my eyes wide, turning my head in the girl's direction.

Finally, I squint.

- You're very perceptive, kiddo.

- So you admit you hurt her.

Nov blows next to her, running a hand through her hair.

- What the hell's been going on with you since yesterday? Keep it up and I'll lock you up until the end of the mission. I told you what was going on between those two, wasn't our fucking problem so shut the fuck up.

- Shut up, asshole.

Nov smiles unhealthily at the end of his sentence.

- Could you give us a moment?

I simply nodded, Aris was silent in front of this scene. There was clearly sexual tension between the two.

Nov stands up, taking Maryam by the arm.

The door closed behind them.

I was alone with her again, was she all right?

- Is she all right?

She lowered her head onto her legs.

- I want to go home...

She raises her head sharply in my direction.

- Love... It's not what I want...

- It's okay, you've got a right to think about it, but now you've got a new home, we're living together now.

I smile to back up my words.

I cringed when she said that.

But there was no point getting upset about it, I don't want her to be angry with me about us.

She can't leave me.

- We'll be going home soon.

She slips her hand into mine and rests her head on my shoulder.

I want to eat her up.

- Are my parents looking for me?

Her parents, certainly, it reminded me that lately, I hadn't consulted the newspapers or the news at all.

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