Wazir Ali's POV:
When I came back home, I felt like something was off. The way Anaa behaving around me or ignoring me is like a t*****e which I can't get a hold on it. I was trying to think deeply, just to get the idea where this all is coming from. And I can't help it but feel helpless and clueless about what I did wrong now that is hurting her at that level.
After dinner and a delicious cup of black coffee, I called Ahad because firstly, I got no choice and secondly, she can tell him or ask him anything about me that is bothering her so much. he picked up after 3 rings.
"Ali? is everything okay?" his concerned and sincere voice made my mouth dry. God, I missed him and his voice.
"I'm fine but i don't know what is bothering Anaa because she is not talking to me or even looking at me."
