*Dileep Pov*

“Amrin!” I called her name entering the flat the next day, evening or nearly night as I tried to stay in the office and not be here to hear her again say that she wants to marry me.

I shook my head and entered the room to see that she is not even here. I frowned and walked inside the closet to see her clothes still these, but not her old clothes.

What the hell! I thought, stepping away, but saw a paper on the bed with the earrings I gave her one day to wear on the paper.

I picked it up and saw that she wrote...