Laila sat in her room pondering her photo album with Mahmoud, and remembering the first time she met him, and how he started courting her. She didn’t give any attention to what he said, and she thought he was only flirting with her. Day after day, he got closer to her, and one day when they were in the library, he took his chance under the pretense of helping her with the research she was doing about Shakespeare’s play Romeo and Juliet. He confessed his love for her, and at that moment, she got shy and could not tell him that she loved him the first time she looked into his eyes, and she ran and left her books on the table.
The next day, he returned her books and notebooks to her, and she found words he had written for her that she still kept, so she took out the notebook and read what he wrote to her: “I began to love the night because it is after your name, and I love the day because I see you and gaze upon you. Your innocence and kindness have stolen my mind and heart. Give me back my mind that is lost with your love and let my heart sleep comfortably in the bosom of your heart.”