He drags her and takes her back towards the house. She was flailing in his iron-like grip, but Sanam could not feel even the slightest sense of her pain. His grip was gripping her wrist even more. He was adding to her pain. "Please! Leave me...it's...it's hurting," she begged helplessly, trying to pull her hand back. He didn't answer her but kept dragging her towards a room. He dragged her to a room and threw her on the bed. She stumbled on the bed, but as soon as she tried to get up, Sanam imprisoned her by sticking both of his arms on either side of Heer. She was caged in between him and the bed, looking at him, trembling badly. Anger was making him blind. Maybe he himself doesn't know what he can do to her. He is unaware of his own limits.  He hated the thought that Heer tried to run away.

HEER Today a full four days have passed since he left. In these four days, my life got a bit out of fear and if I can tell the truth, I have lived quite comfortably in these last four days. In these four days I did not miss him at all. I don't even want to remember him. I know he is sure to come but I want to spend these days without any worries. When he is with me, I am haunted by anxiety, fear and restlessness and I want to caress my heart till he is not there. I want my heart to beat peacefully, not restlessly.My wounds also healed in these four days. It is quite relaxing. I can walk easily. These wounds healed for three full days so I was only able to use my legs yesterday and today also, I am going to cover the whole house. By the way, the nurs

 Heer comes out of the room, tying her hair. Her eyes fall on Sanam who is standing in the living room and looking only at her. Her eyes are fixed directly on Heer and her expressions are unreadable. His hands tugged in his pocket and he looked eye-catching in his attire. His attire even makes him look taller and more dominant. Not just his dressing style or attire, but his looks, his authority-filled voice and every style he uses make his dominance squeak. She goes down the stairs and stands beside him. There was a lot of distance between the two of them. And because of that, she feels safe but he only gets irritated. He then held her hand and then walked out. His way of holding Heer's hand, the way he looked at her, was full of care

HEER Nothing has increased or decreased from what Sanam had said. Listening to him reminded me of the moment when I found the best friend of my life from God. Yes, he was my best friend! Our friendship was a wonderful coincidence, but that friendship became very deep within a few days. In just a few days, Sanam had come very close to me. What do I like to eat and what do I not like, my favorite flowers, what makes me laugh and cry on other things,  everything I hate and everything I love, my birthday and I don't know what things he knew more about me than me. Maybe he understood me more than me. The moments were indeed so beautiful.Let me tell the truth and my soul also testifies to this. I have never found a friend like Sanam who left no stone unturned in givi

HEER "I don't know what love is but what has happened to me, I swear I won't be able to live without you." God, if this is love then I would like that love should never happen to anyone. If it is really so painful, then I ask why these moths of flame give themselves pleasure in pain like this. Love is really like a burning flame that keeps wandering moths around itself. Get restless and burn in sorrow. I don't know why they let themselves feel this.Hearing Sanam's words, my breath stopped. Every word that came out of his tongue was laced with passion. His passion was visible not only in his tongue and in his words but also in his eyes. His vibrating red eyes were just sinking deep in my eyes. Those fiery eyes and I couldn't help but gulp.