Now asad is saying everything... he wants to ... but just there to protect her..
there is no feelings... pure work...
'Why?' Asad looked at her quizzically 'why what?' 'why do you need me to be safe...of all
the people in all of Mumbai you bump into me and now you are forced to protect me' - she sound more like aburden to him
Asad closed his eyes, letting out a sigh he turned around to face her 'I am not forced to do anything Zoya, you just happened to be in the midst of everything that was happening, you were there in front of me, how could I walk away, it is not in my nature not to help...to walk away' .. purely helping nothing more... he hope she buy it ...
Zoya kept hold of his gaze 'so I could have been anyone and she I would still be standing here in front of you' ... she is replaceable😲
Asad looked at her, he took his hands out of his pockets and folded them across his chest '
he knew that no one could ever be standing in the place that Zoya stood,.. only she is in your heart but he couldn't bring himself to say it,- afraid 😲
he had seen a change in Zoya and he was old and wise enough to recognise what the change was 'I would have helped anyone in your situation Zoya'... he clearly knows what she is asking
he lied
Zoya felt a pang in the pit of her stomach, -pain of rejections 😭
on the one hand it was good to know that Asad would always go out of his way to help someone- his nature 👍🏼
but on the other hand she felt saddened that she was just anyone to him... she dont mean anything to him...😔
Zoya forced a smile and then took a step back I guess I'll see you in the morning' she said turning away from him... poor zoya😭