"What are you thinking?" Huzaifa looked up at Ruby's question and glanced at her before looked down again.
He took a deep breath to control his emotions. But his heart, which had become restless, was being rebellious against him since that day.
"Forget about her, after the news of our marriage, she won't have any relationship with you anyway. A woman can tolerate everything, but even the shadow of another woman with her husband is unbearable for her." Ruby's tone was full of sarcasm, but her face was sympathetic at his sadden face.
Huzaifa looked at her angrily but said nothing and got up from there and walked out in the balcony of his room. Looking outside.
His eyes were unfocused. He couldn't stop himself from thinking too mush. It was as if he was being possessed by her unstoppable thoughts.
Even though she was not in front of him, she was everywhere, he could see her in his mind, in his anger, in his grief.
