Ehtesham's POV:
"Ehtesham... eat it. I didn't bring you here to eat cold food." I glanced at the table and put the fork on the side.
"I am not hungry." I told her.
"Ehtesham..." She whined.
"Sania, please don't force me."
"Is something wrong?" She asked after a pause.
"Hm?... everything is fine." I answered looking away from her.
"Your parents made a fuss about us again?" I frowned at the words she uses for my parents but stays quiet.
"No, they aren't talking to me at all... We went to Fiza's house yesterday."
"And?"
"And, she asked me for separation." I sighed.
"Oh my God! That's a great news Ehtesham." She squealed happily.
"At least now you don't have to worry about your parents to blame you for giving her divorce." I heard her voice but my mind isn't here to response her.
