Pacing in his room, Shanaya thinks hard how to start. It was so awkward for her to speak of such things. But, she could feel Vihaan's eyes on her, expecting her to speak.
But, damn it! Those eyes were making her nervous.
All she wanted was to say it and end the agony and maybe the guilt she was feeling.
"It may sound weird and, I am sorry in advance, but, just don't take me wrong or, such thing." blabbering while using her hand to convey her words, Shanaya looked at Vihaan.
Reducing the distance between them, Vihaan winced when the motion creates pain, but before Shanaya could see him in pain, he spoke:" What's wrong?."
But before Shanaya could say, she heard the third man" Sir, first aid."
The thought of someone seeing her inside Vihaan's bedroom that late in the night caused tension to Shanaya and she stopped dead. No way she was going to let others know about them or even have any doubt on them.
Hell, they were not even 'them'.
