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Saïda's POV:

At four that evening, I was sitting outside in the front lawn of the palace and thinking of what had happened earlier in the afternoon.

'That was a close one...'

I bit the tip of my thumb nervously.

'Asahd was so angry. I could actually see it in his eyes and through his sarcastic smiles.

Oh gawd. I hope he isn't angry with me.

I told Noure not to come! I told him not to!'

As I thought, I saw Asahd step out of the palace and down the stairs. He was dressed in his sport attire and I could tell he was going to the gym....