Atifa's pov:
As I sipped the last bit of my coffee, my gaze flickered over to the wall clock in front of me. Realising it was getting late, I quickly got up to rinse the mug and get ready. I had to pick up Mira from her school before cooking rice.
It had been two days since that incident, which meant that it was Friday today. And since it was Friday, I decided to make pulao, a mutton soup rice. The soup was ready, I just had to add rice and let it boil and cook for a while.
Locking the door and checking my mobile for any message or calls from ammi, I started walking the short distance from our home to school.
I was studying in Ba National University, which was also thankfully around here only. And although there weren't many students there, I was kind of glad that at least I could
