Chapter 201. His Phone Call

"Get ready, we are going to the haveli," he instructed.

"Okay," she replied instantly, a small smile etching itself on her face.

"What were you doing?"

"Me?"

"Whom am I talking to yet?"

"Me."

"Got my point?"

"Yes, yes, I was sitting, doing nothing much."

"Oh... so you weren't jumping like a 5-year-old?"

What? How does he know?

"No, no, I was just sitting."

"Fine," he chuckled. "Get ready soon," he said before hanging up the call.

She was feeling a rush of happiness, an overwhelming sense of joy flooding her every cell. It was as if the world had suddenly become a playground, and she had been given permission to live as freely as she’d longed to. There was an urge to jump on her bed like a child, to twirl around in reckless abandon, to dance without a care in the world. It had been far too long since she had felt this alive.

Today was the day she was finally going to see her mother, her siblings—Dua, Haya,