She let out a soft sigh of relief. That same picture—of the ridiculously handsome young man—appeared again on his phone wallpaper. Deep inside, she longed to know who this king of beauty was.
Slowly, she stepped back and moved away from him until she reached the side of the staircase. She opened his contacts and typed in Goggo’s number. The call barely rang once before it was picked up. Thankfully, it was Jahaad’s voice she heard, loudly giving salaam. With excitement, Sehrish said:
“Jahaad, it’s me—Sehrish! I don’t have much time, please listen to me carefully…”
On the other end, Jahaad immediately grew quiet, waiting for what Sehrish would say.
“I’ve gotten the money for the surgery. Send me the account number quickly. Like I told you, I’m using the houseboy’s phone and he doesn’t kn
