Sweat drips down my brow as Viraaj approaches close to me. "Who are you waiting for, Mahika? Riyaan? I think you forgot what happened seven years ago," he said with a vicious smile. "Once my husband finds you, it's over for you, Viraaj," I reply, gathering courage from the promises he had made to me. "Husband? You call him husband after what he did? Pretty naive of you to think he'll come after you after he left you like that." He'll come. Riyaan will come. I'm his wife. He loves... does he?