Truth out

Zara p.o.v.

6 months later...

Aslan left early this morning with Eshan and Fahad. I was very happy when I saw Eshan walking inside the hall few weeks back. He had gone under physiotherapy for almost six months. The poor man had suffered a lot for Aslan. In fact, when I saw him, I couldn't believe my eyes and almost sobbed out in happiness.

After Aslan left, I slowly moved out of my new bedroom. When I was in my sixth month, Aslan shifted me downstairs, the room next to the kitchen.

I caressed my belly and approached the dining table. Mumma was having her morning tea. The moment she saw me approaching she instructed the maid to pull the chair. I sat down and took a toast from the quarter plate.

Though I wasn't hungry but I decided to stuff my belly. And the toast with honey dipped tempted my appetite. I noticed that dad was also nowhere to be seen. Both the man of my life were busy I guess. Work. Business. Whenever Aslan was late or had to stay a night away from me, I never asked fo