"You," Samirah sighed sadly and accused, "Why are you like this? Huh?! Is it so nice to be so proper all the time?! You won't call me because I told you not to?"
Despite being a little drunk, her perfect speech was not affected. If not for the slightest slur at the end of her words, it wasn't so noticeable that she was intoxicated.
With a lot of things in her head, she pressed on his name and the call was initiated. She fell back on the bed with the phone next to her ear.
"Hello?" Kian's smooth voice reached her ears. Instantly all the weight was lifted from her chest. The clogged feeling was gone and Samirah sighed in relief. So that's how it felt to stay away from the person you like? It was torture.
"Are you stupid?" Samirah asked to the phone. Kian was not expecting her to ques
