Soraya's POV

“You're gonna be late Soraya, you've been at this for hours.” Darius sighed, rubbing his forehead lightly as he sat on the bed while I kept pacing back and forth in the room with the speech paper in my hand.

Since I was given this to present out of the blue, I was taking my time to prepare for it.

“I really need to ace this, Darius,” I glanced at him then turned my gaze back to the paper.

I heard him chuckled softly. “You've been at this for so long, I'm sure even after the event is over, you'll still be saying the speech.”

I paused in...