Share

41 # There are... 'We'...

# Do vote and comment....#

Keya's POV

It is half-past eight. I was sitting on the chair and my breakfast was placed in front of me.

"Will you open your mouth?" Abeer frowned asking me for the fifth time.

"Have you gone mad Abeer?" I yelled back. I was frustrated since he told me that he wants me to be consulted. I have tried my best to explain but he is so much stubborn.

"Keya, listen to me," He shook my body clutching my shoulders.

"Abeer, try to understand and accept, I can never see the world. And now stop making fun of me," I was annoyed. I got up and moved to avoid him.

He clutched my hands and dissuade me. I closed my teary eyes and wished that he leaves me and I can avoid him.

"Move..." He ordered and I heard many of them moved out of the room. Everyone walks and the footsteps sound echoed in the room.

He pulled me close to his body, Nudging me himself, he muttered into my

Locked Chapter
Continue to read this book on the APP

Related chapters

Latest chapter

DMCA.com Protection Status