Sana pov,

It’s been three days since I resigned my job and changed my number. Gladly, I got a new job and started packing my stuff. Suddenly my doorbell rang. It might be Noah because Sid may never return. He got the things he wants in life, and he was also done using me. Thank God, he didn’t make it worst.

As I opened the door, Sam stood at the door.

“Hi, Sana. Can I have a talk?” He asked seriously. He looks so restless.

“Yeah, get in,” I said walking inside the living room we settled on the couch.

“Just a minute, I will get you coffee,” I smiled....