The silence freezing the washroom was more horrible than some harsh words to Shanaya at that moment. Looking at Vihaan, who, was looking at her with no expressions and yet full of expressions was terrifying her.
She back away a little when she saw Vihaan closing the distance between them and stop breathing when he caged her in his signature style.
"I will ask again, Who is Saar?" with determination and a sense of ownership in his voice, Vihaan tried his best to ask as calmly as possible, his eyes gazing her right side neck fully in view of him due to Shanaya's act of turning her face toward her left.
But, he felt it hard to be calm. Not, after witnessing someone's name on her skin.
He heard his mind taunting" It's none of your business. She can do whatever she wants. She can choose to write anyone's name on her skin. Who are you to ask her?" but, he simply ignored it.
