Azeem have spent all the evening with layla in the hospital but you all know it will never be peaceful except without them exchanging words here and there. He left her for the night and decided to come back the next morning for her discharge.
Azeem now stood outside the door with Alfred behind him holding a fruit basket. He was about to enter when he halted his steps with a frown as he heard a voice,a male voice to be precise.
"I'll ask the nurses to serve you your favorite fruit,which could be?" The doctor that was responsible for Layla's check up offered.
He was smitten with her since when she was brought by her darling husband which he mistaken was her dearest brother not knowing that dangerously sweet person took himself far away from him being her brother.
"I- -."layla started but looked over to the door as if her instinctive thought was warning her to not accept his offers because the danger was inches away from lurking out.
