Chapter 113

Zoya

I stepped on the green grass of my garden. I never knew the garden was so beautiful. Three days in a closed room felt like a prison. In the evening, I thought to go for a walk. Ammi asked me to stroll in the garden instead of going out. I knew I was somehow grounded.

After that day, abbu didn't speak to me about Abrar, nor did I. He just said sorry to me and I sighed. That was it. After that phone call, I knew what I had to do. I had started this and I would be the one to end this game. Well, it started as a game but it was not a game anymore. It started as a game but it would start as a war. For me.

As the darkness embraced me, I heard my phone buzzing. Looking at the screen I sighed.

"Yes, Mr Sahani", I said, picking it up.

"Ma'am, how are you now?", he asked.

"I'm fine, Mr Sahani. What's the news?", I asked.

"I have mailed you the daily report as Mrs Ali said. Please let me know if there's any problem", he said.

"Sure.