"Hey, may I come in?" he asked while standing at the frame of the door. I looked at him and closed the book in my hands. "Sure," I said dryly. He came inside and left the door ajar.
"Are you warm enough? Should I turn on the flames a little more?" he asked. His voice was low on account of the sleeping Emaan in my bed. I shook my head to negate his claim. He smiled and sat on the ground near my chair.
"How are you feeling toda-"
"What are you here for, Yusha?" I inquired.
He flinched slightly at my off-handed question. Perhaps he must've noticed my mood. He gave me a small humble smile. "No, nothing in particular. I just came here to see how you were doing. That's all." He said.
I sighed deeply. When he came back to the U.S, he asked me if we could meet. I told him that I was staying w
