It all happened so fast.
In a flash.
Like a thunder of lightening.
Bullets being fired.
Loud gunshots.
And a pair of grey eyes coming infront her vision.
Her wrist clasped in a callous hand and she was being dragged. She didn't realize when she was in the over speeding car, the metallic gates of haveli opening, she being dragged all the way from the car to their room and on the plush mattress.
The haveli was empty since everybody was at the birthday party.
Her beggings, like music in background, resonated in her ears and those beggings fell deaf on his ears.
"Shehryaar.... no...I wasn't involved in it,"
"Shehryaar no... please don't take me to the cell,"
"Shehryaar.... Dua... told...Shehryaar.... Dua said that you'd be there... please,"
All her beggings were invain.
And
