CHAPTER 17
SAIRAH
I woke up the following day immobilized-- cocooned in warmth by heavy arms and legs-- hugged tightly as if I would escape during the night. I never woke up to this extent, as if paralyzed-- but even if my body was numb all over I wouldn't complain. I wouldn't exchange the feeling of being wanted and protected...for anything-- I felt so whole and--loved.
Was I dreaming when I heard a faint voice early dawn? I wished not. Did I hear him say he love me? "Oh god! Thank you for answering my prayers." I whispered.
I would return the gesture a thousandfold. I wouldn't let misunderstanding and pride break us again in the future and I would make him feel loved and cared for--for the rest of our lives.
But my honey was still asleep, I could hear the soft wheezing sound from
