Chapter 27 : It's too late

Abrar

Kaif reached my apartment an hour later. I was sitting on the couch, already drank a whole jug of water. My throat was still drying up in tension.

"Abrar! What's wrong? Zoya is missing?", he immediately went on his knees before me when I had hung my head.

"Yeah", I murmured.

"Where was she?", he panicked while asking and panting heavily as if he had run the whole way from downstairs.

"I don't know", I said in a numb tone.

"What? She didn't tell you?"

"No"

He paused for a while.

"Did you call her parents?", he asked.

"I did. She's not there either", my gaze was iced on the ground and I was answering him in a frozen voice.

"Where can she go? Any idea?", he kept questioning. However, I kept nodding.

"No"

"Do you have any number of her friends? You may know them. Anyone"

"No", I spoke.

"What the hell? Abrar!", he roared aloud this time in frustration. "Why are you repeating the