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---Waqas' POV---

I need to get out of here.

"Where are you going?" Atif asked.

"I'm going for a walk. I need to be out of here,"I said.

"Well, I need to go to the store. That's also out of here,"he said.

"Let's go," I said understanding what he was implying.

We left to the stores. It took us an hour to get everything we needed.

"Dude, why's there a huge crowd gathered there?" I asked.

"I don't know. Do you even care? Let's just go,"he said.

"No. I have this feeling that something is wrong,"I said.

"You know, normally people gathered around when something is wrong,"he said.

"I wanna see,"I said like a stubborn kid.

"Challo,"he said.

We left from there and tried to get through the crowd.

No wonder I had this feeling. Atif and I looked at each other and within a second we were asking the paramedics what happen.

Damn it Rheeya! I'd rather you have gone with your family, because seeing you like this is hurting me worse.

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