AUTHOR'S POV

The car ride on the way was completely and awkwardly silent. Ayaan was on his phone while Heer was looking outside. To say she was nervous would be an understatement. They arrived at the Shekhawat mansion after a painful half-hour as it was on the outskirts of Mumbai city. As the car stopped, Ayaan got out and came to the other side, opening the door for Heer. Heer looked at his offered hand with a confused gaze and then back at him.