Unknown threats. 

Unknown threats.

He was still watching me. When I retreated unhurriedly, he detached the glass from my lips. Looking up at him with my questionable gaze, I tried again. "Who are you? Why are we here, and where are we? Where is Awdhesh? What did you do to him? Where is he? Why did you bring us here?" I asked him all the questions that were slowly crawling up to my head at the fastest pace, all in one breath before breathing hard.

"Ssh! Calm down, little one, breathe," he chuckled. “Breathe before you go out of it again.”

There was not any hilarity in my questions. Was there?

No, there wasn't. I answered myself.

"It is amusing to see your scarlet—rosy red cheeks—from close up, you know. And for your questions—you can call me Uzair," he emphasised and then paused for a movement to study me. Watching me intently. “Uzair.”

Why was he looking at me like that—like he wanted to remind me of something? But, what?

"You both will be living here from now on under my supervision," he said