𝙊𝙐𝙍 𝘽𝙀𝘼𝙐𝙏𝙄𝙁𝙐𝙇 𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙀

Chapter 32

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Isha P.O.V

"You have proved yourself to be one of the most efficient employees and I am certainly proud of you. Mr. Fahad told me about his relationship with you. I won't ask you anything because I know it's your personal choice. I hope we can reconnect very soon," Mr. Asad told me with a proud smile.

He handed me a bouquet. I nodded my head while gulping down my tears.

I am way too attached to this city. This is the place where I live most of my life. This city encourages me to move further in my life.

And it's hard for me to leave everything behind and go back to India. Terror filled in my veins as I realized I am going back to the place where it all started.

I am going to start a new chapter of my life. I am scared that what if it will be more complicated.

We were at the airport and I am bidding farewell to my closed ones.

My gaze went to Fahad who was holding Azaan in his arms. His expression was emotionless. It seems like he wants to say something to me but he is unable to utter a word.

I wrapped my arms around Abiha as she was sobbing in my arms.

"I will miss you so much," Abiha said and I caressed her back.

She went towards Fahad and took Azaan in her arms.

"My cute little boy. I will miss you a lot," Abiha said kissing Azaan cheeks.

"If you ever try to hurt my best friend, I won't spare you," Abiha said pointing her index finger towards Fahad. He gave her a bored look and let out a cold sigh.

I turned towards Adeel and he gave me the brightest smile.

"Take care of yourself, Adeel. I was indeed lucky to have a best friend like you," I said holding his hand to which he chuckles light-heartedly.

"I am always there for you no matter what," Adeel said in a sincere tone making tears welled up in my eyes.

Fahad came forward and entwined his fingers with mine as he was looking at me with a cold expression.

"Let's go," He said and took me away from there.

I turned around and saw them waving at him.

I felt like my heart would burst any minute. Azaan looks at me with a curious eye and gave me a cute smile that melted my heart.

There was an immigration line and I was beyond frustrated knowing that I have to stand here for few hours.

I took Azaan in my arms as I know he will cry as he felt scared by seeing the crowd.

"Where are you taking me? The immigration line is here," I said to Fahad as he was leading me in another direction.

He didn't bother to reply as he was continuing walking.

"We are going by private jet," He said with a sigh as I was continuously bothering him with questions.

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"We are ready to take off. Please take your seat," The lady said over the microphone that was attached to her shirt.

My palms become sweaty as I was a little scared. Fahad was sitting beside me with Azaan in his arms.

My breathing quicken as the flight takes off. Fahad squeezed my hand in a comforting way while looking at me with an emotionless expression.

I was feeling better after few minutes.