Chapter 42. Lethal Words

Bushra heard her phone chimed and she fetched it from her bag to check who was calling. She hissed slightly and return it back to her bag. It was Mahir, for the numberless time that day. She has been avoiding him ever since the incident with Sadiq. She couldn’t grasp why she was shunning him, but her guts were telling her she needed space from him for a while — somehow, it worked and she felt relieved to be away from him. Even though he always shows up at her work place arbitrarily.

She noticed something from the corner of her eyes. She scanned the room as if looking for someone. She felt edgy as if the room was filled with people watching her. The room was filled with chic ladies, contentedly chatting as they examine the gorgeous materials displayed there. She heaved a sigh and looked at the fabrics she chose. She gulped hard — she chose three beautiful fabrics; the first one was the emerald green which she’d wear in the morning till the wedding Fatiha, and the second one was