44. The savior

Preeti's point of view 

My feeet was stumbled and i was about to fell on the floor very hardly when some masculine manly body hold me by my shoulder and save me from falling.

I raised my head up and coffee brown eyes met with my teary eyes. Siddharth was standing there looking at me worriedly.

I felt relief looking at him and huged him immediately like my life is only depending on him.

"Please save me." I whispered in my shaky voice.

Siddharth pull me back from the hug. He traced his knuckles on my sore cheeks and his thumb on my cutting lower lip.

His eyes turned to red in anger and he clenched his jaw.