*Ajay Mehra Pov*

“You will be really fine, right?” Mom asked for the millionth time.

“I will be, Mom.” I replied, smiling at her when the car stopped in front of the apartment.

“Are you sure about this?” She asked again.

“Mom! It’s been ten days since I got shot. Don’t worry about me.” I replied and got outside the car, but didn’t let the pain show on my face.

“Well let’s go inside. They must be waiting.” Dad said and we three started walking inside.

“You are killing me with surprise. What do you have with which she will accept for you to stay here?” Mom asked again.

“Knock...