Jiya was stunned, a quizzical appearance on her beautiful face made her iris wide, her eyebrows raised, her mind cannot understand anything.
Why he brings me here…?....
What he is doing …. now…?...
The questions that arise in her mind, made her heart-beat fast as her instinct alerted her, a trap has been set.
“So….. How are you, young lady….?.......”, Commander Rathod asks Jiya in a blissful tone.
Jiya only nodded her head, indicating to say she is fine, as she feels an intense gaze on her, which grasp her throat to say anything further.
“Jiya beta (daughter)…..”, a concerned identified voice from behind reaches Jiya’s eardrums, she turns behind quickly, her ample eyes become teary, her lips quiver, mumble words come out from it, “Uncle…….”.
Jiya scrambles toward Dr.
