69. Weekend Celebration

I'm utterly dumbfounded. On the other hand, Ashar is looking casual and relaxed with a small smile playing on his lips.

He is in sapphire blue, cotton shirt, slightly wrinkled and his black blazer hanging on his arm. His rolled up sleeves are indicating that he is standing here for quite some time. The sapphire blue color is making him look fairer and smarter. His dark hair are falling over his forehead, almost touching his brows. That fringe haircut is giving him a different, boyish look.

He ambles to me and stops just a step away. I feel as if I'm hallucinating or maybe it's all just a dream. But he speaks again in the same calm tone, forcing me to accept that I'm seeing him in front of me for real. "It's not good for your health if you're working this late."

"How did you-you know I work here?" I stutter a question. I'm still frowning while moving my eyes up and down, examining his appearance.

He shrugs, "I found out."

I cross my arms, getting re