*** ZAVIYAAR SHEIKH ***

I was on my seat, my elbows on my knees as I was massaging between my brows with my thumb accompanied with a never ending growl.

My mind was already throbbing to perceive how Aalifa must be doing and the ringing sound of my best friend’s laugh was outraging me.

“I don’t believe it!”

Hashir laughed as loudly as possible to infuriate me, to show he was most pleased with her departure.

“Fuck you.” I hissed, glaring at him to stop before I did something to him.

“Is it really you? Or did Bhabi find out and do black magic? Is someone controlling you?” He continued,...