RAI'S POV
The door to Aunt Sanjana's room opened and Rohit walked out. I was surprised to see him even though I excepted to run into him during this visit. There was a cold look in his eyes that matched the one in mine. His expression was dark because of his father.
Rohit reached us and smiled at me then went ahead to give Meera a wave. His eyes moved to his father and there was hate there. Pure untainted hate.
"Go home already, old man. I don't need you here and she doesn't need you either." He paused for a while as the rage ate pieces and chunks off him. "Do us a favor and run off to your mistress!"
Meera didn't need to hear all this and neither did anyone else around the area. There must be someone there who would recognize the President of India in plain clothes and want a piece of juicy scandal to get some clout. That shouldn't happen.
