Ahaana's POV:
I couldn’t able to react when I saw him killing Sahil. I couldn’t even able to move nor did a single sound come out of my mouth as I grasped my mouth tightly with my palms controlling the sounds of the tears. I just sat in the same place looking at the new man in front of me and still trying to control the itching sensation on my skin. Yes, he is looking completely different. He is not the man who mishandled me at the club. He is not the man who loved me fakely. He is not the man who asked me to return in his life but he is looking like my protector.
Yes, my protector. I don’t and can’t see him as the killer. I don’t know if this is what is his real character. but it doesn’t matter to me as long as he is not killing any innocent. I sat there silently watching him talk to
