Tick tick tick....
The second hand of the wall clock was increasing her heartbeat with every strike and she was becoming more anxious.
Now she was concerned about him. It might have been normal for her to pretend to be okay in front of the members of the family when they had asked about Vihaan and she had replied" He will be late."
But, now when she was alone, and time was passing at a fast pace, she was worried.
All she wanted was for him to be in front of her.
Lurching up from the bed, she stood up and picking the phone from the table, she had just dialled his number when she heard the bell ringing outside the door of the room.
And the next second, she heard the knob of the door turning.
She had never been so relieved as she was a the moment and she almost ran forward to hug him.
But, then she stopped and all the anxiousness, worries, and sadness vanished.
"Are you drunk?" she did not want to believe it.
