#Chapter76

Mahnoor's POV:

It felt like moments passed in slow motion. No one said or did anything, but as soon as Moosa stepped into the kitchen, Yawar dashed off saying, "Assalam o Alaikum, MB... I just remembered I have work to do."

Traitor...!

Now it was just me and Moosa in the kitchen. He was staring at me and I didn't know what to do. He bent down, picking up the spoon and slowly walked over to me.

"S-sorry! I didn't mean to hit you. It was an accident." I stuttered.

"Take responsibility." Putting the spoon on the kitchen counter, he stood inches away from me.

"Huh?"

"Wipe it."

"Take...