Chapter 13

Shanaya parked her car in the driveway, sighing as it came to a halt. She turned around and took a glance at the birthday cake she had placed on the backseat.

She took a pause, asking herself if it was Suhala’s birthday that day or if she was mistaken. But then she knew she’d have to go in and face the embarrassment anyway.

“Alright,” she whispered to herself impatiently and got out, picking the box with the cake inside in her hands.

The sun had just begun setting, casting an orange hue on the glass covered railings of the balconies. From where she stood outside the mansion, Shanaya found Ahail working out in the balcony of his room, his jaw clenched as he lifted the heavy dumbbells. He had not noticed her driving there or had deliberately turned his head in such a way that he could not see her directly.

Feeling a pang in her chest, Shanaya made her way to the door.

Inside, Suhala sat on the couch, knitting a new piece with the spools of wool tangled across her fingers. She h