That was another matter, I was afraid to tell him that I broke his trust too…

We were sitting, I was sitting on my seat with legs open and hand over the headrest, shaking my knee constantly, gritting my teeth when they were inside the room to hear her acceptance first.

“Relax. Stop shaking.” All of them frowned, stopping me from shaking from anxiousness.

“I can't help it. I am edgy.” I whispered angrily.

“Why?”

“What if she refused at the very end? What if she declines?” I asked anxiously.

“Come on, Zaviyaar. Don’t be ridiculous-” Asad was about to scold me but we sat up straight when her father...