Chapter 17

“You’re here now,” Shanaya murmured, letting go but still holding her arms around him. “That’s what matters.”

“You were right. I should’ve believed you,” he said, his voice laced with regret.

Shanaya shook her head, touching his cheek softly. “We couldn’t know. But yeah, it was horrible. I can’t believe Priya was going through this.”

“Did you inform the police?”

“Yes, I did. They were just here asking me questions,” she told him, turning around to find Michael.

The artist was watching them with a strange look—she comprehended it as delighted.

Looking back at Dhruv, she sighed in relief. “This is not the best situation but he deserves such an intro, I guess. Always the one for drama. Come, you need to meet him.”

When they halted right beside the chair where Micheal sat, he stood up confidently, a charming smile coming over his face. “A good distraction I see,” he commented.

She passed him a weak smile which was all she could muster. “This is my artist friend. I found out peo