Everything which Meera was seeing through her own eyes was enough to make shiver ran through her spine . Standing infront of her was none but Michael himself in his full glory .Hands in the pocket , looking at her intently as if analysing his prey , with smirk formed by his sinister lips . And seeinng it what Meera wanted was nothing but just swipe away that smirk . Which had capabality to ruin her . But her determination was not weak . She had promised her self just before few hours that she wont ever acknowledge the man infront of her as anything other than her proffesor . So here she did the same ignore the existence of the man infront of her .
But as she took the complete sight infront of her . She got horrified to see Aunt marry crying sitting on the chair , hiding her face in her
