Chapter 93

Abrar

Her words forced me to get up. No matter how badly I wanted Zoya in my life, she was now like a drug to me. I didn't want her, but I fucking wanted her. She did nothing but destroy me, still, I couldn't get over her. I wished someone had ever told me how it felt to get betrayed by the person we trusted the most. At least, I would be ready. Ammi had taught me everything, except taking betrayal. She would do it if she had more time with me to deliver this. I took a glance at the sky. And a voice came from inside, "I wish you were here today"

"Abrar!", dadi's voice broke my muse again.

"I'm coming, dadi", I said and left the swing, turning towards the door.

"If your mother was here today, she would tell you how to tackle relationships", dadi scoffed from behind.

Betrayal breaks relationships. If there's no relationship, there's no need to tackle it.

I said nothing and walked out of the terrace.

Zoya

I stared at the food, hun