NEHA
I had never seen Ilyas punch someone like that. I had never seen him punch before. Like he truly, with all his heart didn’t want that person to survive or else he himself couldn’t breathe. But I had to stop him, otherwise Baba would’ve died.
“Neha—how did you—“
I cut Baba off. “With the help of your workers. Must I say, they aren’t as loyal to you as you think.”
Baba coughed crimson on the carpet, second after second. Ilyas got up, staring at me slightly breathless. His expression was torn, as if he couldn’t decide whether to reach me or run away from me.
So, he was shown the video. I wouldn’t be surprised if he wanted to yell at me, bombard me with questions, or just right away leave me.
I was up for anything.
Because feeling anything other than numbness was what I needed r
