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"Have a seat." He orders.
Zoya walks rather limps towards the seat. Asad realizes this and is filled with emotions again. Fights them back again.
"Mr. Khan I wanted to tell you something really important." Zoya starts.
"I am listening." He replies eyes still on the folder. Shifting the papers uselessly.
Zoya takes a deep breath before finally starting. She ralised that it was't going to be the leat bit easy.
"Your friend Tanveer in stabbing behind your back."
Asad looks at her bewildered.
"What do you mean?"
"Mr Khan.. just last night I heard her talking to someone about the recording in the doll. Yes, she changed it deliberately so that you never come to know about the reality. I have the actual recording and Mr. khan.. Mr. Khan she is also pr "
Asad interrupts,
"Stop it. Stop it rightnow."
He says through his teeth. Aggression radiating from his existence, his muscles tensed.
"Mr. Khan. You don't believe me?" Zoya says disbelievingly. "Wait I even have the proof."
She starts taking out her i-pad
Asad stand up glaring at her, his jaw clenched.
"I don't want any proof.. I don't believe you.. you are making all this up."
"Mr. Khan you have to believe me I am not lying. And why would I make up any damn story. "
Her volume increases as she stands up to face him.
He grabs her by her shoulders aggressively and glares at her as if he would tear her through his eyes.
"I've known her since I was 7 I can bet on my life that she can't betray me.. and you, why should I believe you when its not even 7 months since I,ve met you.. and you want me to believe you. You? Whom I've never even considered any mature, who land into trouble every time she thinks of doing something. You know what Tanu is way beter than you in any way Miss Zoya Farooqi.
And I've told you not to interfere in my life but you pay me no heed and now you have come up with a fake story to prove me wrong. How low of you miss Farooqi."
He is yelling at full volume at her. Her eyes are stinging with tears, she angrily pushes him away and yells back at him,
"How dare you call me a liar Mr. Khan you want to keep this blind fold on your eyes and trust that witch do it. Your will. In the end you have to face the consequences.you have gone to far Mr. Khan.. this belief of yours which can't accept you to be wrong will drown you in life..
You are wrong. You are wrong. You are wrong I'll say that till my last breathbut remember that no one will there to support you in the aftermath.. not your tanu and not even me. You'll have to face it all alone because you created it all alone. "
His grip on her loosens. She tries to regain her balance as he pushed her away.
"I don't want to see your face again just. Just get out of here. Get out of my life."
He says through his teeth.
Zoya looks at him in shock.
"You are hopeless Mr. Khan hopeless" she says in disbelief.
"Get out " he yells again. Zoya leaves without saying a word more.
She walks out of the office her face drenched in tears and heart stinging with venom Asad had just injected. Every tear drop is like a waterfall. She had never cried so much in life, nothing had hurt so much either. She walks aimlessly on the roads for God knows how long before finally sitting on a bench. Unaware of her surroundings she cries and cries until no more tears come out. She never knew life would be so hard on her.
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