Imran's POV,
"Sir, I have sent them to you. Please check and let me know."
"Hmm....." I hummed while taking a sip of my whiskey.
He hangs up the call after that. I drank all of it in one go from the glass and kept it aside. I cleared my throat and opened my laptop. A smile crept across my face as I looked at my lock screen wallpaper. It was her. I wanted to keep staring at her face. But I shook my head and reminded myself that I have more important work now. After entering the password, I opened my mail. I was seeing all the pictures he sent me of her. And just like before, she never smiled genuinely in any of them. I was scrolling through them, but suddenly one picture caught my attention. As the picture was clicked from far, I had to zoom in. A guy was holding her by her waist and her hand was on his shoulder. They both were looking at each other and their faces were almost touching.
