C72 Chapter 72

Failing to bear his presence, I was in the room. Pressing my palm against my chest, no matter what, he was the man I had given my heart.

Leaving him was too difficult for me, especially after his confession.

‘How would I convince this heart of mine?’ Thinking with agony, I took rapid breaths until I recognized his footsteps outside my room.

“Saafia,” His soft resonance called me