Jamal Kunis POV

I had been walking for hours, but it felt like minutes. The sun was setting behind the horizon, casting a crimson glow over the city. I barely noticed the beauty of the scenery, my mind was too preoccupied with the impending confrontation.

I just needed her to see that. I needed her to give me another chance. I needed her to forgive me.

I arrived at the gate of her father's house, a massive mansion that loomed over the street. I pressed the intercom button, hoping that someone would answer.

"Who is it?" a voice crackled through the speaker.

"It's Jamal. I need to speak with Methis."...