Take Me Out of Here Quickly!

Zoya ignored the knock on her bedroom door. Instead, she tried to cover her ears with a pillow. But a few seconds later it made difficult for her to breathe. Her chest became tight. She put the pillow aside. And the sound at the door was still heard.

“Zoya, open the door!” She heard her mother calling. The middle-aged woman was still full of hope, her daughter was willing to open the bedroom door.

"Come on! I want to talk to you!”

Zoya still ignored her.

Narendra approached his wife and said,

"Let her alone! It's useless to beg because she doesn't intend to open the door!"

"But I have to talk to her!"

"Later when she calms down!" said Narendra leaving.

Mrs. Pratyusha finally stopped knocking on the door. She seemed to take a deep breath and follow her husband from behind.

"Then, I'll just talk to you!"

"What do you want to talk about?" asked Narendra as he sat on a chair in the living room. The man looked fresher because he had just finished showering.

"Is it true that you met Mr. Ama