After talking with Azed, Hoorain engrossed her mind and decided not to think about this matter anymore.

But, the more she tried to divert her mind from his thoughts, the more he tried to invade it, he couldn’t slip this default and must redeem it.

She was walking the corridor and Zain came, rushing to her, blocking her way.

“Hoorain, Listen.” He called desperately, hovering over her to block the way, breathless, hopeless.

“Sir, please, I am busy.” She replied, not lifting her gaze from the ground, swallowing the lump in her throat.

His very presence was inducing an unbearable pain she was hoping to disregard but failed miserably.

“Don’t...