Ayan's pov:
" Why are we here? Aren't we supposed to leave this place tonight? I am so scared that he might harm me." She said and came forward to hug me.
But, I stepped back and flashed her a smile.
" Don't worry, Hena! Ibtesham won't hurt you." I proded still holding my smile .
She looked at me being slightly confused.
" You.. don't know, Ayan . He is very dangerous. He can do anything. " She protested.
Her every muscles tensed. After a moment, I found her hugging me, her hands enclosing my waist.
I removed her hands from my waist, grabbing her shoulder I pushed her lightly only to create a proper distance between us.
" Forget him. Look the weather. It's so nice. It reminds me a story. You must listen it." I said to her.
She smiled nervously but I could easily sense her nervo
