“I am not jealous,” he clears his throat and answers defensively, like a male species who don’t want to be a laughing stock.

“Oh, really, then, you don’t have the right to question me about anything, do you agree?” I rebut sarcastically. “At least Seid and I had closure because we used to have a beginning. What about us? We can’t close something, because we never started anything at all. If you like open relationships with no label, please, not me. Because I can’t tolerate that,” I continue while shaking my head, still eyes intact to him.

“Why are you so fixated on being in a relationship when you’ve seen...