Chapter 50

Rakia stared blankly at the floor of her room as she sat on the edge of the bed. Her conversation with Dashtan a few moments ago had made her even more insecure about her feelings for the man. On the other hand, she didn't want to fall too deeply into this marriage because, eventually, they would part ways. But for some reason, when Dashtan asked for a separation on such short notice, she felt offended, as if he didn't want her in his life any longer.
Tears quickly gathered in her eyes and trickled down her cheeks before she could stop them. Honestly, what she feared was that she couldn't stop herself from falling in love with Dashtan. She didn't want that in the end; her heart would be in this marriage, while Dashtan gave her nothing and quickly let go of their togetherness. Rakia wiped her tears quickly and turned her thoughts towards the suitcase she had placed in front of her wardrobe in an open state.
"I'd better pack," she thought as she stepped towards the suitcase and quickly packed for tomorrow's departure to Dubai.