Chapter 139

Zoya

"Zoya, what's this cut about?" Ammi exclaimed when I came out of the room. Her eyes directly went on my bandage. Everyone seemed to be concerned as ammi rushed to me, holding my wrist. "You cut your hand? The bandage was not there before", she added.

I pressed my lips in nervousness. I was so much lost in the conversation with Abrar that I didn't even make up a story for this cut. Of course, I wouldn't tell them that I literally attempted suicide. They would kill me with their words.

However, I was never going to cut my wrist. I knew he would never let it happen. I was not dumb to kill myself and push him into regret for his entire life.

"Ammi, that's—" I was mumbling when dadi uttered.

"Were you guys fighting again?" Dadi blurted out. Her eyes were full of tension.

"Really? You guys were fighting?", abbu too exclaimed.

"Ah! No abbu. You guys are too quick to panic", I laughed. "Actually, the window of our roo