#Chapter67
Moosa's POV:
Walking back towards the room, I hissed again. Mahnoor's nail had done more damage than just scratches. I should've applied something before wearing the shirt. It stings every time it's on contact with the cloth.
Meeting went longer than it should take. The figures that came on the surface were serious and needed immediate attention. Just about thirty minutes to Walima ceremony, I dismissed them. I also needed to get ready and I don't have time for a doctor now.
'Looks like someone has to bandage me again.'
I said to myself and start climbing the stairs.
I got two injuries from that girl just in one day. I wonder how long will I live if this continues. I knew that Mahnoor was a feisty girl and can give a hard time to anyone. She was also not the type of girl who gives in easily, but I am also not one who gives up.
I opened the door and went in, surprising both ladies.
