“In all the world, there is no love for you like mine.”
-Maya Angelou
Arsala's POV
I'm about to do the one thing hindering my recovery, last night I had a nightmare. The same nightmare I have been battling for years now.
"Get back safely." Haider holds the car door open for me.
"I will...." I settled down into the car.
"Bring my wife back in open piece.." I heard Imran telling/threatening the driver.
"Stop scaring him!" I warn, knowing Imran is intimidating him.
"I'm just giving him clear instructions." He walks over to the window on the backseat.
He taps his fingers on it, I roll down the window.
"Will you two stop being so over protective!" I look between Imran and Haider.
"I will be back in the next six hours. I'm not spending the night there."
It's a one hour drive from abuja to Kaduna state. I will be back in no time.
"I'm using your car and driver instead of mine. I'm not a child I'm not going to get lost."