I took a deep breath and stared at his cold eyes. People around us laughed in agreement at his statement but I could look into his heart, beyond his words. There was no humour in his eyes, only anger and hatred that were masked by coldness. A memory of past flashed across my eyes. The same hatred, disbelief and anger were written all over his face that day. Even then he masked it with his coldness and arrogance but now... let's just say the mask got thicker. Only cause I knew him so well, I knew his thoughts beyond his expressions. With an unknown confidence,"Yeah. That's what Tharun calls himself" I said looking directly into his eyes. I won't hide it from him. Not anymore cause it doesn't matter now. Back then I was worried what he would do in his jealousy and possessiveness, that's why
