Chapitre 28: chapter 28:

"Hello, dear. How have you been?" said Omar's mother the moment my feet stepped in the house.

I was once again at their house, intruding on their privacy. I had no choice, either that or death. I Can't Believe they shot me, I was certain it was my cousin or one of my family members.

" Zina, Zina, are you feeling okay?" said Mohammed, shaking me lightly. I smiled weakly at him, then nodded my head. I was far from being fine, however, he didn't need to know such a thing.

"Let's take her to her room, she needs to rest," said Omar from behind me. His mother looked at him, confused why I was in such a state. Fortunately, she didn't pray to know what really happened. I was afraid if she dared to ask, I would break down and set free these bottled-up hidden emotions within me.