Everything is going back to normal.Neya is getting used to her new environment.
But she has not forgotten her main purpose there. She has to fulfil it no matter what it takes.
Neya went back to her room and found s it so messed up. She didn't remember leaving it like that the last time she was there.
She started organizing every thing and putting them in their right place.
After some few hours Neya was done but as she was putting one of Nahor's shirt in the wardrobe he walked in.
"What are you doing with my shirt?I told you that you should never touch my things but it seems that you are so... I can't get the perfect word to describe you.Just leave!"Nahor angrily shouted.
Neya couldn't believe that Nahor was shouting at her after all her hard work. Didn't he realise the new arrangement of the room.
She wondered why he couldn't at least be appreciative for once in his life.
She just angrily left the room.What else could she do.
Nahor was always rude to her. Why couldn't he at least be nice to her . That's the question she always asked herself. But that was why she was there. To make him a nicer person. That was her mission.