Ashar's POV (cont...)

"It's because I don't have any answer right now." I say, "You go from here please."

"Sanaya is not going to wait for you forever. She has already left and you're still not sure about your own heart?"

"I do feel some powerful emotion for her that controls me. But..." I trail off.

She sits beside me on the bed, "I know you're angry with me, but you can tell me your concerns, maybe, I can sort them out for you."

Her strong perfume hit my nostrils. I glance at her, considering her offer.

"What's stopping you?"

I lower my gaze, thinking, "The circumstances, the guilt, age-gap and also its new for me."

The fact that she is too young for me has always bothered me. I always felt an oldie in Sanaya's presence. That's why I purposely favored Samara in front of her, forcing her to abort the baby. I knew I was hurting her, but I was only doing this to keep myself away from her and forced her to do the same.

She is supposed to be wi