when he spoke about Soraya. Sara thought it was cute.
“Yeah sure, I don't mind. Did you go see her the other day? What happened?”
Amir did not reply for a moment. He simply kept driving. He sighed before he said anything. “I keep messing up with her.”
“Aww, how so?”
“She's always so stone-faced with me.”
They arrived at Soraya’s workplace before Amir told Sara about when he last went to see her. He had been avoiding talking about it. He did not know what to say to her. Sara agreed to go in to speak to Soraya while Amir stayed in the car with Leylah.
“Wait, aren't you supposed to be working or something?” Sara asked Amir before she left the car.
“Well,” Amir started to speak and then stopped. Sara shook her head. She opened the car door and got out. She walked into the air-conditioned restaurant. She stood at the entrance and looked around. She finally spotted Soraya and waved at her. Soraya was surprised when she saw Sara. It was usually Amir who did random pop ups. Sara had a big smile on her face when Soraya approached her. She was a pretty girl, Sara thought to herself. It’s a shame she didn't smile more.
“Sara, hi,” Soraya greeted her.
“Hey, Soraya, how are you?” Sara asked.
“I'm well. Come with me,” Soraya took Sara to the back. She had been allowed a quick break to speak with Sara. The manager had okayed it because Sara had introduced herself as Mrs. Botros. Sara had to test the name out, to see if it carried the power Tariq said it did. And it worked. Soraya and Sara sat down.
“I came to see you because I did not get to invite you to the wedding when we met last time,” Sara said.
“My whole family received invitations.”
Sara felt stupid. She was Malik's sister. Of course, she was invited to the wedding but did Amir not know that? Or was this his plan all along for them to speak.
“Oh well that sucks. I mean, it steals my thunder,” Sara said. Soraya smiled.
“It's fine. Thank you for inviting me. A verbal invitation from you is much better anyway.”
Sara grinned at her. “How do you feel about Amir?” Sara asked. Soraya's eyes widened as she looked at her. “I know it’s random and personal, but I'm not subtle,” Sara added with a smile.
“Erm.” Soraya was speechless. She did not know where to begin.
“Okay, you must be confused and wondering why I'm asking. I saw the way he looked at you last time. I can see that he likes you, but do you like him?”
Soraya was shocked at Sara's boldness. They barely knew each other and here she was asking something so personal. She had clicked with Sara the first time they had met and because of that, she felt comfortable with her. Sara also looked so innocent. She stared at Soraya, waiting for an answer. Her facial features were soft and she had brown eyes. She was too adorable to ignore.
“I don't know what is going on,” Soraya said at last. “We never used to speak. He was simply my brother’s friend and that's how I see him,” she lied. She tried so hard to squash every little feeling she felt for Amir but it never worked. When she saw Sara alone by the entrance, she felt a bit disappointed. She had hoped that she was with Amir.
“Amir has a reputation with women. That must scare you but when you get to know him, he's a different person,” Sara said softly.
“I'm sorry, but I have to return to work,” Soraya said and got up.
“So that's what it is. You’re scared.” Sara could see how Soraya changed when she mentioned Amir and women in the same sentence.
“Not true, he is Malik's friend,” Soraya said trying to convince both of them. Sara sighed.
“Don't completely dismiss him. He is funny, caring and a really good guy. Since I’ve known him, you're the only woman on his mind.” Sara smiled at her and walked off. She had to plant some sort of doubt in her mind and leave her