Entering inside their bedroom with a bowl of soup, Cyra saw him sitting on the bed. His back was leaned against the headboard, whereas one of his arms was covering his eyes, but she knew he was awake.
Cyra's eyes quickly caught his phone, which was placed on the table, beside the bed. So, he had already checked his phone and that message too, and that calmness in his presence told her…he was already aware that he was going to receive that message.
And this confirmed everything to her. He had planned everything. He had put her life on stake to gain her trust.
Her life didn't mean anything to him, except for a way for him to fulfil his own motives.
Sighing softly, Cyra walked towards the bed, making him remove his arm from his eyes. He looked at her and slanted forward.
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