"Hi, Priyanka," He said, standing up from the seat. Salem had a smile that could warm the coldest of hearts. Sometimes they were mischievous.
"What are you doing, here Salem?" She inquired, hands akimbo. He was the last person, she expected to see. Did Karan send him here to see how she was doing? The loser was going to be happy when he received today's news.
"I came by to see some old friends, then ..." He paused, taking a step forward. "What do you think you are doing?"
She gulped. The weather was cold. Priyanka felt her body shivering but it has nothing to do with the weather. His question made her heart skip again. She lowered her eyes as he came close.
"Don't I deserve an answer?"
"I don't understand you, Salem. This is my working place. I came for work."
"I heard the men saying you are going to be sold," He asked, with a frown.
