Masuk"Miss Ahmed, you just need to work with many patients to understand their crimes and mental health," Dr. Freddie explained. She looked around, it was an empty room with white wall paints. She read that white paint is essential for mental health treatment. She was feeling unknown mental sickness due to all white everywhere. "All good?" asked Dr. Freddie. She nods. "Okay, that's great. Your first patient is Naira, she is twenty-nine years old and the one who killed her infant by feeding him nails," he said with serene confidence. He smiled at her and walked off. She walked towards the desk and settled in a very comfortable office chair. All of the fitments in the room were white. The door opened and very thin white girl entered the room. She seemed as if she belong polish ancestory. She had dark brown eyes and there were wrinckles around her eyes but she was pale. She evidently did not sleep for years. Saliha spent first five minutes to go through her files and all the details. Th
Saliha liked her new room. It was warm and cosy because there was always rain in the city. She sat on the chair near the fire and warmed her hand. Just then her phone rang."Are you safe in the room?" it was Hunza."Yeah," she typed."How is your room?" her phone beeped again."It is fine, cosy, and warm," she typed."Okay, Emaad is calling. I need to talk to him. He seemed odd since an hour asking me to come and meet him," typed Hunza."Okay," Saliha said and took a deep breath. Emaad's name brings her to the day she saw Hala with Atta."I have to do something," she thought.Just then her phone beeped.She looked down at her phone. It was an unknown number."What are you up to just leave it," she read under her breath.Her heart beat faster because she could recognize the typing style."Roman," she whispered. Her heart was screaming that it was Roman."Who are you?" she asked."None of your business, just leave the topic alone," she received another SMS."Shut the hell up, whoever yo
He reached Ottio city in the middle of the night. It was raining. He put on the hoodie on his head and got out of the car. The raindrops were wetting his face. He shuts the car's door and walks inside the building. **************She found this place odd because the door opened after she said her student number. She got in. She was not feeling good. The institute seemed empty and she was unable to trace a single person. She does not have an idea where the reception is. She was walking without any idea where she was heading to. The LED lights were illuminating the entrance. "That bloody Roman, he is pain in my ass. He send me here only to become pain in my whole world," she was muttering. The institute seemed haunted. "Hello," she said in a lower voice but no sounds in response. She looked around, there were alot of rooms. She had intution that she was on wrong side of institude. She turned when she heard something she does not meant to hear. It was heavy masculine voice. Someone w
He was driving while his hands were tightened on the steering. He moved his fingers in his hair. He was completely not ready for this. He was not prepared for messes. Suddenly, his phone rang and Kristen came out of his senses. He answered the call and as it was connected to the car's Bluetooth, the voice echoed inside the car. "What Max?" he asked, annoyed. "Your assignment is ready and you have to leave by tonight," said Max from the other side. He bite his lower lips. "Max, I am not doing it," he said. There was silent for a moment. He was staring at the road. It was 3:12 am in the morning and he was driving. "You have to," said Max, coldly. He looked at phone with cold eyes. His green eyes were furious but cold. "You know who you are talking to. When I say I am not doing it I won't do it," he said, clenching his teeth. He heard Max taking deep breath. "I already told boss that I am not going to convience you but he did not listen to me. Listen Kristen, you have no other
“Roman, Roman, Roman. What he wants from me. Why he has to tease me like this? Why? He can’t let me live my life?” she said, annoyed, and kicked a nearby plant. “Saliha,” she heard Hunza’s voice. Hunza was wearing a concerned expressions. “Hunza?” she whispered. Hunza rushed towards her and hugged her. “Oh thank God you are okay, you don’t know how worried I was,” Hunza said. “Hunza, I have to esc…” She was about to complete her sentence when Hunza’s words made her shiver through the spine. “Imran Ali Gardezi and Mrs Gardezi are shot,” Hunza. Saliha felt as if she lost all of her strength to stand. “What? No….no…this can’t be,” she screamed. The students passing by them started looking at them. “It’s true,” Hunza said. “I. I need to go. I need to see them,” Saliha said crying. Hunza and she rushed ahead towards the car. “Hunza, what happened?” Saliha asked Panicked. “Last night someone attacked their house and Mrs Eliza was in front,” said Hunza, crying. Saliha felt she
She woke up after a deep sleep. Recognizing her surroundings; she came to realize that she was not home. She thought she was dreaming but it was the truth. She got down. A frying sound could be heard from the kitchen. She entered the huge modern-style kitchen and found him cooking. “So you can cook?” she asked him smiling. “I am a bachelor; what do you think?” he replies. She chuckled. She found this man very funny and chilling at the same time. “I…I want to talk to you,” she said. He was making chicken and eggs for breakfast. He lowered the stove heat and turned to her. “Go on,” he said. “I am very thankful to you that you offered me a night at your place and security as well. I want to move to one of my friends,” she said. He stared at her for a while and opened his mouth to say something when the main door opened and someone entered. She turned around; a tall boy in his mid-twenties walked in. He seemed tired and his green eyes were screaming his exhaustion. “Kristan, yo
“So he is your cousin?” asked Kashan. “No,” she said instantly. “Then?” he asked, curious. “Our parents were friends,” she said. “Oh, so that’s how you are living here. Where are your parents?” he asked. “My mum is dead,” she said, sadly. “Oh, sorry, I am sorry for your loss,” he said while looking
“What did you?” he asked while clenching his teeth. “I, I didn't know, I…” she said, hesitant. He opened his mouth to say something when Haeem cried his name, “Roman, don’t waste time, I and Zain are going to shop,” he shouted from the room. He looked at Saliha while clenching his teeth. “Have you
*****************“And you why you have not told me before you know these pricks?” asked Hunza, angrily to Hania. She looked at her sheepishly.“Not all of them, I only know Zaaryab, he is my best friend, actually we came to terms when we first met,” she said.
“What happened, Saliha? Why do you look so upset?” asked Hunza. “I have seen you upset for ages,” she was concerned. She was placing her books in the college's locker. Saliha was looking for her books, but she was unable to find them. Saliha was at the age of frustration. She needed a friend to tell







