After I was satisfied with the fact that it was hidden I put everything back in my bag and ran to Noor's room.
As soon as I saw her, I went running to her and hugged her tight. I had tears in my eyes. She was weeping as well, just like me. We broke the hug, and I sat in front of her on the bed.
For a couple of minutes, I just keenly observed her, I was inspecting the damage, Arman bhai inflicted onto her.
I placed my forefinger under her chin, and tilted her head, this way, her whole neck was on display. I just silently sat and took in her state. Ugly bruises marred her whole neck and throat and I didn't want to really know if they hurt or not. I pitied her. Noor was strong, a warrior, but what was I? I was a loser. I gave up. I was already giving up. She must have seen the hurt and
