Sweet Obsession

Chapter 8 Part 6

I pushed Billal out of my way and ran up the path to the palace. I had to find Nidal and explain that what he saw was not what he thought. I heard Billal run after me as he called my name from behind me. He was much stronger than I was, but I was faster than he was. By the time he caught up to me, I had entered the palace, and I was racing down the corridor, looking for Nidal.

I checked in our bedroom, but he was not there. I opened every door down the hall, but nothing. He was nowhere. I stepped into one of the rooms and ran to the window, thinking he was outside and I could catch a glimpse of him, but he was not outside either. I heard Billal enter the room and walk up beside me. I could feel his hard breathing on my neck as he tried to catch his breath.

He put his hands on my shoulders and turned me around. “Loula, why do you run from me? Why do you rebuke my kisses? I love you. Please give me a chance to prove to you that I am the better man.” He leaned over and kissed me again.

“I hope your choice was a wise one, Loula,” Nidal said with a cold, calm voice while leaning against the doorway of the guest room. I staggered backward with a scream.

Billal looked at Nidal, amused, and said with a laugh, “Well, you came just in time.”

I closed my eyes, begging God not to allow Billal to bait my prince.

Nidal’s face tightened, but he stood there with calm superiority. He was looking at the both of us with burning fire in his eyes. It was a dangerous look, and then, with a sudden sharp edge of anger in his voice, he said, “I’m done!” He turned and stepped out of the room.

I stared in disbelief at his stiff back as he walked away. His voice had sounded final. I ran to the door to see where he might be, but he had vanished through an archway that led to the east corridor. Somewhere in the distance, a door clicked shut. I stopped in my tracks, frozen where I stood. I tried to gather my wits. Billal came behind me and placed his hand on my arm. It felt like fire burned me when he touched me. I pulled away from him angrily and started running down the corridor. I needed to find Nidal and explain myself.

There were so many doors. I opened the door to most of the rooms, but Nidal was not anywhere. I ran to our bedroom, thinking he would eventually come to me. I heard Billal’s voice somewhere behind me call my name, but I ignored him. I closed the door, walked over to our bed, and threw myself on it, crying hysterically. The pain in my chest tightened even more as I called out Nidal’s name. I knew this time was different. I saw the look in Nidal’s face. It was cold and heartless. Fear struck me because I knew I might have lost him forever this time. He really was done with me. I saw it in his eyes and heard it in his voice.

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