“He has all his life to look at her now.”

“Shut up, you two.” I hissed, shaking my head in denial.

Aalifa faked a chuckle to show how much of a euphoric couple we were and waved her hand.

“It’s alright. Let him.” She smirked, turning back to her mother. Inclining my elbow on the armrest, I continued to stare at her, covering my mouth with my hand while refusing to part my eyes until Akram called.

“Food has arrived.”

Aalifa rose from her seat and sat beside me. My body relaxed when she was in my proximity. Staring deeply into her compelling eyes, I tugged a strand of her...