RANVIJAY'S POV

My head hurts like a fucking motherfucker as I lay on the couch in a half laying position while continuously rubbing my forehead with my fingers.

My mind is not working anymore and I don't know what to do, how to process anything because my mind has fucking got numb.

Such a fucking useless bitch I am.

I opened my eyes and found mom zoned out while keeping her head against Ranveer’s shoulder, her eyes puffy from the crying as he caressed her hair trying to provide her relief whereas Dad has been continuously talking to the commissioner who is his best friend.

With a deep sigh, I slumped myself against the couch again as I felt too drained out. Suddenly my phone rang and my eyes snapped open more than the speed of a bullet train as I reached for my phone before accepting the call and pressing the phone against my ear immediately.