[NUSRA'S POV]
I can't believe I went right out and said it. I've never been one to talk back but the wound was too deep I couldn't hold it all inside anymore. how was I to go on..... no family no home no hope. fresh tears roll down my face. I listen to the sound of the water slowly as it drips from the faulty tap in the bathroom. He's still here, sitting quietly at the edge. I can't tell what's going on in his mind. For the first time I take a good look at him, his sleek black hair falls to his shoulder and is tucked behind his ears revealing his lush sideburns. His jaw was well-defined and his body was like the work of a glorious sculpture even with his clothes on you could still make out his lean build. I really like his physique. Nusra, get a hold of yourself, what are you saying. Remember you're the prisoner and he's your captor.
" I'm Jamal by the way," he said breaking the silence of the room.
" Ok," I tried wiping my tears. He looked at me and we found each other's gaze and I felt relief wash over me and for the first time in really long I felt protected. He broke off the eye contact clearing his throat. Something told me he had felt something too.
" You can go back to sleep and I'll bring your breakfast in the morning,"
"Ok,"
He then stood up and walked out without another word or glance towards me. As much as I was held captive I still wanted a little comfort but who was I kidding he was an enemy and there was nothing that is going to change that so I have to keep a level head and stop my daydreaming. I swear one day one time I will get my revenge and avenge all that I have lost to these damned people. With these thoughts constantly streaming through my mind I finally fell asleep.
hey guys am so so so so sorry that I haven't updated for so long. I was going through a lot almost for a year but am back and I plan on a page turner till the end. am open for all comments but don't hate too much *wink* *wink*. vote and share. see you all on the next chapter. till then XOXO.
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Jamal and Nazra (Under Editing)
Romancean arabian love story of a stone cold militia man who has his head turned by a beautiful and lovely girl with a strong mind and a loving heart. *Due to the long hiatus and consideration of all your critiques which are highly appreciated, I am editin...
