Noticing Priya's silence, Priyank asked, “Angel, do you want to eat something or do something to improve your mood?”

Priya looked at him, giving him a look that clearly conveyed, 'Are you seriously asking this?'

“What?” Priyank shrugged, looking at her. “I think having your favourite food is good when your mood is bad.”

“I don't want to eat anything, I just don't,” Priya rudely answered, pushing back the anxiety creeping in.

This man knows he won and he's not even considering how she may be feeling; he's behaving like a proper jerk.

Here she is, feeling nauseous, her heart in grief, and still, he has the audacity to ask...