AMAL
I turn around only to find that it was Silver Eyes shouting. I search for Aahil and see him by the door, his back to me.
What the hell?
Aania looks awed, staring at him like she has never seen a good-looking man before. I elbow her and she comes back to life.
“Do you know him?” she whispers loud enough that anyone would be able to hear.
I shake my head. “Let’s get out of here,”
“What?” she shouts. “No, ‘Aahil’ has something to say. See, I told you we might meet your future husband today!”
Sometimes I wonder why I keep her as my friend. She’s so painfully loud, it’s insane.
I leave her standing there and stride towards the door. Hand on the door handle, I push it––
“Amal . . .”
No no no.
“Don’t,” I warn him, turning to look him square in the eye. “You don’t get to take my n
