-Jafaar's POV-
I couldn’t stop thinking about her after she left, my eyes still stationed on the food that she had apparently cooked earlier.
Looked nice enough, smelled delicious. But I was too frustrated to even eat it.
“Sooo, I’m guessing I walked into something of an argument situation,” Kamal said.
It wasn’t until he spoke again that I remembered that he was even there. “Everything’s fine-I’m fine.”
“Uuuh, okay,” Kamal ventured further into my office and sat down in one of the three chairs opposite my desk. “Didn’t ask whether you were okay, but, I mean…thanks for telling me?” he chuckled dryly.
I rolled my eyes, knowing that I was in for a complicated conversation with him. “Listen, Kam, I don’t want to talk about this right now.”
“Well, that’s too bad, because I most cert
