96. The Three Conditions

I turn straight and slowly open my eyes. Looking here and there, I acknowledge the different environment around me. Soon everything comes back to my mind and I rise to sitting position. I notice a quilt covering me and I'm still on Ashar's sofa.

"How long did I sleep?" I ask to myself, settling my hair through my fingers.

"Three hours." Ashar enters into the room, looks at me, crossing his arms on his chest.

"Uh?" I react in bewilderment. He has changed his clothes from tux to checkered loose trouser and crew neckline, maroon, plain tee shirt. His hair are ruffled and some of the locks are falling over on his forehead.

"You've been sleeping here since three hours."

"What?" I widen my eyes and immediately stand up, getting rid of the quilt. My legs are now much better, "You should've woken me up. I only thought to get a quick nap until you'll be free. Where's Zoya?"

He laughs, walking towards me, "Don't worry. She's with Mom."

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