Chapter Thirty Two

          

                                 Isha came into her room with a beautiful white roses bouquet. Giving it to her, Isha settled on the couch. She smelled it. The room was already filled with many kinds of roses bouquets. 

        " Ain't it too early? I was expecting blue roses this time. I've already had white roses. " She smiled thinking about Liam. Who was sending her bouquet every hour? 

        " It's not from Liam. It's from Dean. " Isha smiled. 

        " Who is he? " She frowned. Confusion clouded her face. 

        " He saved you, green eyes. " Ana took the bouquet from her hands. 

        " You should tell me. I wanted to say thank you to him. " She said.