Later that week, at night. I was acting on his words and endeavoring to come out of his dark phase of my life. To shift my mind, I was baking some cookies until surprisingly he called.

“Hello?”

I didn’t know why but I picked his call instantly. Like, I need his words to help me move forward.

“It’s me, Aalifa, Zaviyaar. How are you doing now?” He asked sweetly, bringing an earnest smile on my lips as well.

“Good. You called, at this hour?” I asked politely, it was ten at night.

“I was busy, I only got time now and wanted to know how are you doing? The case...