Forced Confession

He walked out of the cottage and was about to sit in the car, but before he could sit he was startled as his hand abruptly went to the belt of his waist where he would keep his gun. A frown appeared on his forehead as he didn't find it there.

He quickly turned around and ran back to the cottage. As he came to the room, he tightly clenched his jaw after seeing the gun in Anaaya's hand.

“Anaaya, give me the gun.” He said solemnly, though softness was apparent in his voice. On his words, she passed him a strange smile, making him stand alert.

“Don't try to come close to me.” She tightly held the gun and took back steps as she saw Zaviyaar approaching her.

“Anaaya, stop it. Give the gun back to me.” Again he said in a strict voice, keeping his harsh gaze fixed on her.

“Do you love me?” In response, she questioned him in a serious voice, ignoring his words.

“Anaaya, don't become silly. This gun isn't any kind of a toy.” He lashes at her, turning red in anger. He lost his cool and sanity th