Aap Koun Hai? PT 1

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I march down the hallways to return back to my room. My chest is much lighter, and I have out breaths of relief as I keep patting my wallet that is tucked in my hand. There is always a fear that it might suddenly disappear from my grasp just like that.

And at that thought My fingers curl deeper into its leather.

I pass across the eerily quiet rooms, the walls blocking out any sound that could escape. It's just as noiseless as it was while I was coming here, if not, less.

Heat warms the heel of my feel, as the weather gets hotter. It's probably around ten by now and the sun is fully out, and a stream of Sunbeam bursts through the tiny windows at the upper edge of the wall.

I strain my neck to get a glimpse and My eyes stick on them as I walk, serving each and every rectangle, a distraction from the recent events.

But the questions don't fail to torment me.

Why is my father talking to Vihaan?
Does Vihaan even know I am his daughter?
What connection do they have with each other?
And most importantly am I also involved in their conversation?

I can't get over the scene of them talking to each other in a casual manner. I want to know what they were saying, who were they talking about? Could it be me? I know I won't be told the truth even if I asked either one of them. My father surely won't tell me

I can't believe he has a closer connection with Vihaan than me, his own daughter.

I suppose I shouldn't be complaining about that, I was the one who separated myself from him. But that is the least reason I am displeased with that fact. What if it has some correlation to my mission?
What if my father knows a lot more about Vihaan than anyone else does? Is that why they are talking too much?

And then my thoughts drift to Ahaan. He is ready to give me information, and he is Vihaan's cousin. He will know all these secrets. He will know the intentions behind their meeting. And maybe I do want to accept his deal.

But can I trust him?I cannot trust my father either...but Ahaan doesn't seem innocent either . He will twist the truth to his own interests.

Sure I haven't confirmed it-but from what I observed-he is a snake.

He knows he shouldn't be telling me anything and yet he is willing to-all while acting as family to Vihaan. Why?

He has his own motives, his own agenda.Maybe he is a jealous cousin trying to bring Vihaan down? Whatever it may be, I can't take everything from his mouth as factual.

And God forbid if Vihaan finds out-

I don't want to get messed up in some rich family drama.

I crack each of my fingers against my palms one by one. An outlet for my thoughts stuck in their predicament.

But then again who else can I trust on this ship. No one.

How else am I going to get information? These little snippets from Kabir aren't enough to unravel his secrets. No.

This case is the most bizarre of them all.

I need something bigger.

Does that mean I"ll agree to Ahaan's deal?

As much as I hate to admit it I might.

Only if I really need to-

I suddenly lurch when the corners of my eyes land on Amara and Kairav, going to their separate rooms nowm

I face forward, faltering my steps and almost tumbling on the ground.

"What are you guys doing still out?" I blurt and they both spin around halting their movements.