Sanaah was hesitant to walk out of her room. How did he find out about her place? Why was he waiting to see her? Did he find out something? All those kinds of questions were swimming in her head.
"Do you want me to send him away?" The chef asked, a determined look on her face. It made Sanaah's lip twitch. As much as she was trying to get over him it was not working maybe this is what she needed. Seeing him one last time before they part their ways for good.
"I'm fine. I can handle it"
With that, she took a deep breath and stepped out of the room. She did not even care that her sweatshirt was hanging loosely off her shoulder. The white skirt she was wearing was wrinkled near edges.Her hair was messy, tangled in knots because of spending too much time in bed. But in that moment nothing
