Chapter - 55
An hour later,
Sneha failed to find possibilities of the king's individuality, she got annoyed with herself and went down, and was about to go in her room but stopped seeing the guitar which was still packed, she picked it and unpacked it, and touched strings smiling.
Her eyes twinkle glancing at A.S term, she touched them and adored lovingly and went to the terrace again.
She sat at the swing and tried to play the correct rhythm she couldn't get.
"Saira, concentrate," thinking it, she closed her eyes and slowly got what she wanted.
Her lips curled into a smile, her mind which was unsettled because of the call, got harmony.
She was busy playing it forgetting every tension, but her concertation disturbed recalling king's words where he mentioned about her being fierce an
