AMAL
To say that today had been a long day would be an understatement. As per Aania’s request, I had taken an Uber to Aahil’s office. Then to my utter disappointment, the security guard had told me I couldn’t go in.
So, here I was. In this mansion.
It’s a modern two-story house with white being the main colour. Everything is so white. As beautiful as it is, it’s also very sad. The walls scream loneliness to me.
I swear, I could just get tired from walking around here.
It’s not that my parents are poor or anything. We’re somewhere in the upper middle class. But these people? They are filthy rich.
I follow Aahil fleet-footed, trying catch up with him. All the while staring at the wall hangings and the modern architecture of the hallways.
“Amal?” He calls out from the doorway, looki
