My Divine being🌹

28.

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Sunday had slipped away so quickly that it felt like a mere heartbeat. After a brief visit to Malaak's house where he dropped off Georgia and his mother, Hammad had returned to his own home, his mind finally at ease. But then, Joonho's cryptic remark about Malaak converting for someone else provoked at him. If those words were directed at Malaak, then Joonho had crossed a line that Hammad was not willing to forgive. The thought of confronting him was enough to make Hammad's blood boil.

Just as he began to push these thoughts aside, his phone rang, breaking the uneasy silence of his room. Frowning at the screen, he saw Jungkook's name flashing urgently. Hammad answered, his concern growing with each second.

Hammad:"Is everything okay, Jungkook?"

On the other end of the line, Jungkook's voice came through, strained and breathless. The desperation was palpable, making Hammad's anxiety spike instantly.

Jungkook:"Hyung... hyung, we're doomed."

Hammad: "What happened? Why are you panting so hard? What's going on?"

Jungkook:"Hyung, it's the CCTV footage... from that day... the one where Malaak was found bleeding at the staircase..."

Hammad's frustration mounted as Jungkook's words faltered. His heart raced, each beat heavy with dread.

Hammad:"You're making me anxious. Just tell me what happened!"

Jungkook: "Someone leaked the video... the one showing Malaak at the stairs... it wasn't an accident. Malaak didn't trip or fall. It was Yoongi hyung who pushed her."

The gravity of Jungkook's revelation hit Hammad like a freight train. His eyes widened, and for a moment, it felt as if his heart had lost its rhythm. The room seemed to close in around him as the chilling truth sank in. Yoongi—someone he had once trusted—was implicated in this horrific act. It was a nightmare come to life, and the weight of it was almost unbearable.

Hammad: "Where are you right now?"

**Jungkook:** "The university authorities are involved. They've called Taehyung hyung, and they're blaming his family for hiding the truth."

Hammad's mind raced. He could feel the sharp sting of guilt and frustration clawing at him. He ended the call with a sense of urgency, his hands trembling as he slammed them against his head in frustration. The revelation about Yoongi was a devastating blow, but he couldn't afford to crumble. There was still work to be done.

Grabbing his jacket with trembling hands, Hammad felt a surge of determination overshadowing his fear. He snatched his car keys from the counter and headed for the door. Each step he took felt heavy with the weight of the situation, but he pushed through, driven by a sense of impending urgency.

The drive to the university was a blur of anxious thoughts and racing traffic lights. The setting sun cast long shadows across the streets, adding a somber tone to his journey. The familiar landmarks of the university campus seemed foreign and menacing under the growing twilight.

When he arrived, the campus was abuzz with whispers and tension. Hammad could feel the oppressive atmosphere as he navigated through the crowd. His heart was pounding as he spotted Taehyung among the chaos, looking distressed and frustrated. Without hesitation, Hammad approached him, determined to get to the bottom of this nightmare.

Hammad: "Taehyung, what's happening?"

Taehyung looked up, his face etched with a mix of anger and despair. The weight of the accusations and the leak had clearly taken its toll on him.

Taehyung: "The authorities are accusing my family of covering this up. They think we're involved in hiding what happened."

Hammad: "We need to address this head-on. We need to find out who leaked the footage and why. This situation is escalating, and we need to clear our names."