--- I stepped into the room quietly, the sound of my footsteps on the wooden floor almost harmonizing with my accelerating heartbeat. Zaid was sitting in the chair in front of the window, where the sunlight filtered in and reflected his long shadows on the walls. He did not turn around as soon as I entered, but spoke in a calm voice as if he had been waiting for me. “You finally decided to come.” I stopped in my tracks and took a deep breath before answering him. "Yes... I came to ask for your forgiveness." He slowly turned towards me, and I saw that familiar smile that carried a mixture of sarcasm and mystery. He took one step toward me, his eyes shining with something I couldn't explain. He said in a low but sharp voice: “You know that forgiveness is not easy, right?” I nodded silently, unable to meet my gaze. He came closer, until I felt his breath very close, and then he whispered: “If you are serious about your request.” I felt a shiver run through my body, and I didn't quite understand what he meant. But when I saw his look, I understood the point. It wasn't just about apologizing...he wanted me to put all my pride aside. I took a step back, and said in a trembling voice: “What..?” He smiled widely, "Undress my little mouse..." ---