Sweet Obsession

Chapter 8 Part 1

Chapter Eight

Loula

There was silence in the room when I woke up in the morning. Nidal was not in bed with me, and I looked around the room for him and saw him standing by the window. He kept running his fingers through his hair. I heard him sigh a couple of times as he stood rigid, staring out into the gardens.

I kept silent, knowing he had a lot on his mind. Something was bothering him, and I needed to know what it was. But knowing Nidal, he did not share stressful information with me, saying he loved me too much to upset me with stuff like that. But I had to know. I wanted to know everything that occupied Nidal’s mind. I guess I was turning into him, needing to know and understand him fully and in every way.

As I was getting out of bed, Nidal turned, and I saw the pain in his eyes before he quickly covered it up by throwing me a loving smile. We both walked toward each other and hugged. I felt loved and safe in his embrace. Our lips met, and he quickly scooped me up in his arms. We both landed back in bed, but I needed to talk to him and not get distracted by his kisses, so I pushed him away from me gently.

With a serious tone, I said, “Nidal, stop it! I know you are trying to distract me. I see you suffering, and I can’t stand it anymore. Have I caused this pain that I see in your eyes? Have I disappointed you in any way?”

Nidal’s expression on his face was full of love and concern as he grabbed me by the waist, pulled me close, and locked me in his arms. “No, my love,” he whispered softly. “It has nothing to do with you. I was just thinking about the meeting last night.”

His strong arms tightened his hold on me, and he brought his lips down on mine. This was his way of avoiding answering direct questions, and this angered me. He shared only the information that suited him and withheld the rest. I wiggled out of his embrace, tipped my head back, and looked him square in his eyes.

“Don’t you think, Nidal, that I should know what wanders in your mind? Isn’t it about time you share your thoughts with me?” I asked, frustrated. He was protecting me from something, and I needed to know what that was.

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