"Sir... sir, please..." Maanvi's voice wavered, her steps quickening to keep up with Abhiraj. He moved forward, his face covered with anger. The incident infuriated his rage, but Maanvi's interference fueled it. He left her hand making her feet stuck to the ground.

"Why should I? Why did you interfere when you knew he was wrong?" Abhiraj snapped, making her look down. He was controlling, and it was hard to burst out at her to stop him.