oblivious and unaware, you walk into the bedroom with a giddy smile on your face, that quickly morphed into horror and bitterness as you look up to a sleeping girl besides your beloved Jamil, how could he..!

just the mere sight of his genuinely satisfied expression and body language twisted your stomach, her hands placed in a close-packed grasp within his

“You hate this, dont you?” he scoffs, fondling with the girls luscious blond twirls, a contrast to your straight black hair.