Ananya's POV
What is there that he wants to talk to me about?
He never talks to me properly and now he wants to talk about something very important. Something is 100% fishy.
I prepared two coffees and moved towards his study room. I knocked on the door and entered as he allowed me in. He was sitting on the chair with his chin over the intertwined fingers. His elbows were placed on the table for support. I stood in front of him with the tray in my hand. He indicated me to take a seat. Putting the tray on the table I sat on the chair. I looked around to have a look at his study room. I have come here for the first time in these six months of my stay.
In the middle of the room, there is a huge wooden table that has plenty of space to spread out files. Two comfy chairs are placed in front of the table. A laptop and few files are placed over his desk. There is a bookshelf for file storage on
