Inside a restaurant, Oz sat across from Zarin. His hand was still wrapped against his chest and his expressions were serious. His eyes gave a dangerous glare because of the dark circles around them. While Zarin on the other hand sat elegantly with her radiant skin, and a youthful fresh face. She had a witty look in her eyes and Oz had never been fond of that look whenever it was on her face.
"What did you have to discuss?" HE asked, "n am a bit busy these days so I won't be able to give you much of my time." His tone was respectful.
"I know that, and I know the reason for you being busy… Don't worry because every second you spend with me will not be a waste of time." She said confidently and gave him a very peculiar look.
Oz couldn't help but tilt his head in confusion. "What do you mean by that?"
