Chapter 70

The car maneuvered through the city of her childhood-Tehran. The entire journey she couldn't stop her tears. She missed him terribly. His presence. His scent. The moments they have spent together. But one thing for sure did surprise her. Whenever her mind tried recalling Hayder, Moosa's face appeared. It was as if Hayder was never there. And Moosa has always been there. Whatever he had put her through, she couldn't delete him from her mind. She was drawn to him, developed an attraction towards him, the day her eyes had connected with him while she fell in his arms. She had felt an instant protectiveness in those strong arms. As if those arms would protect her from all harm in this world and that had given her system the encouragement to shut down and rest in his hold. It was the sound of his footsteps that had headed towards him, the mere sound, causing her heart to beat wildly. Similar to the hooves of horses galloping on the ground. There was something about him that had her heart de