SAAFIA’S POV:-

Shit. Shit. Shit.

I could feel all the progress we made was fading, it was eradicating all because I spoke some words in a spur of anger back then.

Because of my few mindless words I never thought I would lose everything. She didn’t think twice before telling everyone.

She didn’t think about her brother’s image either.

“Dammit. What should I do?” I muttered, pacing around the room after changing my clothes.

Dariel worked hard to clear up his name and she smeared it. And the thought of what he would do to me was frightening me.

‘Is he going to hurt me physically?’ I thought worriedly, chugging...