Author's Pov:
Ayla staggered to the restroom lifted her hand to turn on the shower, she let the ice-cold water run through her hair and down her body. She was still in her same cloths after she ran away from him. She can't go to her hostel, it's too late to go there so she went straight to their hotel room. Her legs are still wobbling after all the running to get back here. As she stood under the cold water her thoughts were jungled up at how her life changed completely in a matter few hours.
She should have just listened to her gut feeling instead she went straight to her doom. If she had listened to her inner feeling, soulhe wouldn't have faced any of these. How her life took a whole 360 degree turn for the bad and she couldn't able to do a single thing to avoid that. She could but-
