**BOOK THREE IN THE UNCONDITIONALLY SERIES** IT'S BEST TO READ 'UNCONDITIONALLY' AND THEN 'IRREVOCABLY' FIRST.
*The darkest book in the Unconditionally series.*
Rohaan Rehan Tariq is now a detective, working to solve the most serious crimes. He has...
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Rohaan
My soul trembled to the core when I heard the pained cry of Rabiya as I was on the phone. I dropped my phone to the floor and raced out towards Arsal's room.
When I saw her on the floor, my heart almost stopped. I ran forward and shoved Arsalan roughly aside as he reached own to pick her up, his face pale. "What the f**k happened?" I shouted at him. Everything was a blur as my whole world briefly stopped.
With the force of the shove, Arsal fell back on the bed. "Ro..."
I picked Biya up as she cried her newborn lungs out. "It's okay, baby, you're okay." I glared at my brother, before dashing out of the room and down the stairs. "Yamna!"
Yamna, Mama and Chachi came out in the hall, all looking panicked at my raised voice.
"What happened?!" My wife asked, her face turning pale as she looked at the crying Rabiya.
"Grab her baby bag and meet me in the car. We need to take her to the hospital." I rushed towards the door.
"But, what happened?!"
"Yamna, ask questions later. Just hurry!" I snapped.
"Ro!" Arsal came running down the stairs. "Ro, I'm so, so sorry. Is she okay?!"
"You better hope that she's okay." I glared at him over my shoulders. "Otherwise, you're finished."
Mama glanced between me and Arsal. "What happened exactly?"
"I trusted him with my daughter's safety, that's what happened." I muttered before pulling the front door open.
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Biya threw up on the way, and Yamna and I were concerned about a concussion.
If it weren't through the connections of Aariz Bhai, I had no idea how long we would have had to wait for a doctor to see Biya.
We were asked questions. The doctor wanted some reassurance probably that there was no gross negligence involved. I was yet to determine that answer myself, but I reassured him that I was a policeman myself, and this incident had nothing to do with negligence.
Biya had a minor bump on her head, but otherwise she was okay, Alhumdulillah.
"How did this happen?" Yamna frowned as we headed out of the hospital, with me holding Biya protectively.
