"Miss Nirvaan, long time no see." The middle aged man said as he looked at Shweta and smiled.
"Rangaa." Shweta muttered slowly and looked at the cars behind Rangaa, where she could see shadows of 4-5 men sitting leisurely.
Though Shiva didn't know anything about Shweta's past, just looking at her paled face and the group of people walking out of their cars, he felt worried.
If it was the him years later from before he died, seeing this kind of scene he would smile and walk forward to pick a fight first for no apparent reason.
But at that time he was just a simple student with no experience or no skills. Hell, he even felt scared just looking at all those vicious looking men.
But still suppressing his shock, he moved closer to Shweta and asked "You know him?"
