Diya PoV:

After one hour, Shourya came to the room. I opened the door, and he came inside. I didn't understand how to start a conversation, as I am scared. I looked at him, but he is so quiet. Maybe he is not trusting my words. That thought made me unable to stand before him, and I went off from there to the corridor. My eyes are forming fresh tears as it can't hold the pain of mistrust of my Shourya and losing his love.

Suddenly I felt two hands holding me tight from the back. Stupid, idiot now he remembered to take me into his arms. I didn't turn...