Next morning, the rays of the sun were quite different as compared to the other days in Edinburgh. Usually it was summer going on but there it hardly mattered to the people for it was like any other day of the winters. In the early morning where the workers in the garden of Diwan Palace were busy with the decor under the mentorship of Mahir, whereas there Riyan was all set to work over his father's words.
Zipping up his jacket Riyan tied the laces of his shoes thinking about the time spent in her room. The whilst yesternight he could not sleep. Her beautiful serene face would haunt her. Every time he would shut his lashes to fall asleep, her wet eyes which he has seen that night, the place where he has met her would question him and his conscience. " You committed a sin Riyan. You should
