Adnan's POV
My whole body froze. I couldn't move. I just stood there my gaze fixated at the face I never thought I'd see again. I didn't even realize when I let go of Jaan's hand and took a sharp inhale of breath.
The face was looking at me with a smug look on her face. She hadn't changed a bit. If anything she'd become more beautiful, except for the part where I couldn't move my gaze too.
I didn't want to look. It was a reminder of my mistakes, her betrayal. A great reminder that I couldn't run away from a past I hadn't made peace with.
"Adnan." Jaan tugged at my sleeve. I briefly glanced at her before I turned my gaze back to my unexpected visitor.
"Ikram,go to your room." My voice monotone as I commanded.
She looked at me confused. "But--"
"Just go." I cut her off.
I didn't want
