Ashna's P.O.V.
Sometimes a little help from a friend makes all the difference in the world. Friend? Is he my friend? I don't know what we are. But today what Roy did was really someting great.
We landed in the London airport few days back. Roy, Avery and I, were staying in my London penthouse along with some workers.
Roy insisted on coming with us, when I told him not to. In secrecy, I'm glad that he came. To say I'm scared and nervous would be an understatement. I'm on the verge of getting a panic attack.
Roy and I waited in the waiting room when Avery was taken in the operation theatre. Roy held my hand and murmured soothing words.
"Your hands are cold." Roy said in a very soft voice and started rubbing my hands.
"I hope everything goes off well." I told myself. Tears were threaten
