Adel opened the apartment door and stepped inside, closed it, and headed toward Nelly’s bedroom door. He reached for the doorknob, turned it, opened the door, and entered.He looked toward Nelly; she was sitting on the bed, pretending to be ill, letting out soft, cunning moans of pain. This time, however, Adel showed no concern for her. He merely turned away and began changing his clothes. Then he turned back, walked toward the bed, and lay down beside Nelly, who continued her act, still releasing soft sighs of pain. Adel pulled the blanket over himself, turned his back to her, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.Tension and blazing anger appeared on Nelly’s face. She stopped pretending to be ill, stared at Adel, lifted her hand from her stomach, placed it on Adel’s shoulder, and said,“Adel, my love, I’m sick. I need to go to the doctor.”Adel replied,“Why didn’t you go to the doctor with Hassan?”Worry flashed across Nelly’s face, and she said,“Hassan? Which Hassan? Yes, Hassan… he’
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