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— H O O R —

. . .

The day was not as boring as I imagined.

I could not go to the office but I could work from home. Zahir allowed me that. Well, he actually told me not to work too much and I do not even think I did it. It was just that I woke up late today.

I remember how Zahir treated me this morning.

He woke up before me. I could hear the sound in the background of doors opening and closing. Before he wore boots, footsteps made no noise but after he got ready, I could hear them.

I made no sound. I was tugged into the bed and was breathing peacefully. I saw him walking here and there as he got ready and attended two calls right there in those hours.

Finally, when he got ready, he moved to me.

“Want to sleep for some more time?” He asked me, standing in front of me by the edge of the bed.

I peeked at him behind the soft quilt. I nodded my head silently, pushing my face into the pillow.

“Of course. Don't walk or try to do anything. You can work from home if you get too bored b