Chapter 175. Claustrophobic

She didn’t want to wake up anyone with her rushed footsteps. She thought of going to the roof of the house to do breathing exercises in the fresh air. It was four-thirty in the morning, and she was sure everyone must be asleep.

Especially Irtaza. She had left his room two hours ago. He must be in a deep slumber, so it was the perfect time to roam around the house. She was barefoot. Every time she walked, her dress would create a sound. She wasn’t given any casual clothes to wear, nor did she ask the maid.

She felt out of place since she didn’t consider it her right to demand clothes from a maid who was working at Irtaza’s house. Irtaza abhorred her and gave her no right over him. Rather, she felt out of place roaming in Irtaza’s house. She felt like it wasn’t her place, nor was it her right to walk in his house. It was his house, not hers.

But he used all his rights that he had over her.

As she climbed up the stairs and reached the first floor, she reached f