Octavia watched as he walked out of the room, slamming the door shut. She took in a deep breath and decided to take a seat - on the bed. Not the couch.  She was scared of doing anything that'd make Becca barge in and start yelling at her  But thinking about it; why did Khalid really save her from Becca's wrath? She's looked around to see what she did to deserve it, but still couldn't find any.  Or... could it be because she saved his life? Was that possibly the reason? Well... Maybe it was. Because that was the only explanation she could place her finger on.  She placed her head on her legs, feeling a little tired.  The darkness was already taking over the atmosphere and as a result, it made her so dizzy.  She was there - alone for a long time and was almost dozing off when she he

Her heart skipped repeatedly.  He was holding her! His hand was wrapped around her waist.  How possible? Her sobs and whimpers were beginning to die down already as she was dumbstruck by his sudden touch. But she was too tired and felt dizzy immediately.  "Master..." She whispered his name.And finally, she slept off.  ****************** It was morning already and Octavia could feel it from the same air that touched her skin.  She arched her brows as she forced her eyes open and felt herself still lying on the bed.  Oh! She was still in his room. She had slept in his bed.  She sat up immediately, suddenly recalling what had happened the last time she slept on his bed. Oh! She didn't want to think about it.  She noticed she was sti

All the weakness in her body seemed to vanish as son as she heard Khalid's name.  He was calling for her? But why? Oh! What does she mean why? Was she expecting to walk scott free or what? "Come on" the guard said again and she dragged her tired legs up and walked towards him, and they left the room together.**She has her eyes glued to the floor the whole time and when they finally got to the room, she felt relieved.  But only for a second. Because the next second, the anxiety of meeting with Khalid suddenly struck at her and almost drained out the life in her.  The guard knocked on the door and when Khalid's voice replied, permitting just Octavia to go in. And she did.  He was standing in front of the window, a tobacco pipe in his hand and as Octavia walked in and stood behind him, she felt so nervous

Octavia stood in front of the Master's room, but the guards were really not making it easy for her as they had refused letting her in. "Please" she said to the guards. "I really want to see the Master".  "You can't see him. He doesn't want to be disturbed" the first guard replied. "Please...Tell him I won't take long. I just want to give something to him" she held the rolled paper firmly to the side of her leg.  "Stop wasting your time, young lady and leave. The Master can't see anyone at the moment. So, leave before we force you too" another replied grumpily.Geez! Why was he sounding so angry, huh? Octavia felt disappointed and downcasted. And sullenly, she turned around and walked away.  Khalid had been in the room, and he could tell when he heard Octavia's voice.  He couldn't exactly get what she was saying

Octavia was into her very deep slumber when she felt a hand tap her repeatedly. "Mmh" she grumbled and turned uncomfortably on the bed. It was Mica.  "Hey, Octavia. Wake up" she said in a husky whisper and continued taping her repeatedly. "What is it, Mica? Let me be" she mumbled drowsily, not getting enough of the sleep. "Seriously, Octavia? Wake up now, will you? You've been sleeping for too long already".  "What do you mean too long? It isn't upto 30 minutes yet".  "Really? I've been home for more than 2 hours now and you've been sleeping since then. So, get up".  Octavia felt her head spin. 2 hours?? The knowledge seeemed to chase the sleep away as she forcefully sat up. How could she sleep that long? 2 good hours?Goodness? She sighed and placed her han