Ayaan POV
After she walked out of the house, we all stared at each other.
"What the hell was she wearing? Shazia was right. She is not my little ahana. She is now a ditto copy of her mother. She was a slut wearing small clothes and now she is -" dada jaan was about to complete his sentence. But I stopped him
"Don't dada jaan. Don't say anything about my ahana. She is an innocent and pure girl. Don't say anything about her character before knowing her. About her clothes, after our engagement, I will tell her to not wear indecent clothes." I told him and everyone was shocked including me.
I told my parents to handle them and went outside to find ahana.
She was sitting on a bench and was taking deep breaths.
Her chest was heaving when she was taking a deep breath which makes her more
