Yamayi noticed the change in his expression. "Who's that?" she asked, her voice softer now, laced with a hint of fear.
"Everything," she spat. "Our relationship, us, you. You've given up, Sajan. And I don't know if I can do this anymore." Yamayi noticed the change in his expression
Just then, his phone buzzed. It was a message from an unknown number: "Meet me at the usual place. I need to talk to you." "Our relationship, us, you
The words hung in the air like a challenge. Sajan felt a cold sweat trickle down his spine. He knew he had to tread carefully, but his mind was a blank. It was a message from an unknown number:
The air was thick with tension. Sajan got up and walked towards her, trying to bridge the gap between them. But as he approached, Yamayi turned around, her eyes flashing with anger.