Dayyan straightened up, as he looked at me with narrowed eyes.
"He what Haya?" He sounded so like Daniyal right now. Demanding. If I didn't know the truth, I would've mistaken him for Daniyal.
"Uh... Nothing." I couldn't come up with anything. And knowing Dayyan, he never dropped something until he knew each and everything.
I internally sighed.
"He what Haya?" He snapped. He no longer looked miserable, from just a few moments back. It looked he just realized something as his eyes snapped up to me.
"Dayyan...."
"Did he ever touch you inappropriately?" Dayyan looked as if he had officially lost it, as he asked me the most dreadful question.
I didn't respond, as I now gazed at the plants instead.
He held my shoulders, and turned my upper body to him.
"Haya..." He looked much
