Vikram stood up as if he had killed the policeman with his eyes and he grabbed the baton. Ahana opened her eyes and looked at him. She was surprised to see her savior Vikram.

"Sir... Is it you?" The police woman voice get scattered.

"I didn't break your hand for the sole reason of being a woman" Vikram said aggressively, shaking the baton and throwing it down. Then he touched Ahana's red cheek and wiped it with his hands without letting the wet teardrops fell down. Unable to make peace with the words, he pulled her and hugged her on one his side. Tears welled up in her eyes as...