Kian's POV:
My knuckles turned white as I gripped the bathroom’s door knob. A slight creaking sound of the door, created another wave of excited nerve to pass through my brain. I looked at my reflection in the mirror. This was it, my eyes were swollen. After a very long time, I had a migraine. It has stopped because of her, and she was the reason for it to happen again. I lifted my head to look into the drawers and I hissed in pain once again. I took the pain killer and swallowed it immediately. I made my way out of the bathroom and almost fell on the mattress.
This was what I got, by controlling my anger only for her. She was so stubborn. She didn't even know, she was causing trouble. Or was it me expecting too much from her? Maybe I interpreted her wrong. Maybe, she was not that diffe
