Ishaan's POV

I looked around as I walked into Zaira's apartment. It was a comfy little place nothing extravagant just like how her house with Naaz was but a bit more spacious as she probably lived alone.

"Maine yeh kuch time pehele rent pe liya tha (I rented this place sometime back)" Zaira said.

"Tum mujse mile kyu aayi kyu......mathlab job tha na tumhara? (Why did you come to see me......I mean didn't you have a job?)" I asked.

"Tum phone nehi utta rahe the mere toh maine socha ki yahan pe aake surprise karoongi...... (You weren't picking up my phone so I thought I will come back here and surprise you......)"

"Mere vajah se bohot problem hu na tumko? (You had a lot of problems because of me, didn't you?)"

"it's okay sirf tumhara case ki baath nehi tha mere behan ki bhi death se related hai yeh sab toh...... (It's okay it's not just because of your case it's also related to my sister's case so......)"

"Tumeh lagtha hai ki Naaz ne...... (Do you think that Naaz......)"

My words got stuck in my throat how was I supposed to ask her if she thought her best friend killed her sister.

"Abhi kuch bol nehi sakthe Shabhana ne kaha uptare karengi woh (We can't say anything now Shabhana said she would update us)"

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I didn't know how to take in all this information a few hours later I was just a guy who found out a while ago his fiancé had cheated on him and decided to let myself fall for someone else I was someone was trying to help someone who was in need and fell into a series of unfortunate circumstance my only goal was to get back my life develop some sort of normalcy but now I am back to square one, I was laying in bed with the women who I once believed that cheated on me watching her sleep peacefully besides me meanwhile the women I trusted to help me in this situation was now a fugitive on the run. As I laid memories came flooding back.

_Flashback_

I had just came back home as I got a few days off from work my sister was complaining about some issues at work because of some guy named Ayaan I honestly didn't know I could be off any help in this domestic work situation but my mom insisted I came back so that we could figure something out but even still getting a call from a hospital informing that my sister was now in the hospital after falling from a tall building was the last thing I expected to happen my heart was raising as I rushed to the hospital when I finally reached there my mind goes blank seeing my mom in the corner crying this was the most hardest moment's in my life but it was also one of those moments when I knew that I had to react I had to do something but yet I found myself frozen in place. That was when I saw her......Naaz she was just there her white salwar suit now soaked in blood she saw my state and without asking any questions put her arms around me pulled me into a hug.

I later find out that Naaz was the one who brought her into the hospital, and for the longest time she was there taking care of me and my family running errands buying medicines getting us food paying bills without even asking anything in return. This went on for a long time she even got me a job at her event management company and before I knew it I was working together with her seeing her everyday and relying on her kindness for everything, so when she finally requested me for my help I was happy to do it I was just glad that I had some way repaying her kindness.

_Flashback ends_

I didn't want to bother Zaira with anything so I never told her about what was going now on hindsight if I had told her maybe everything might not had happened. Now I am just thinking if even Naaz working at the same place as my sister was a co incidence or not or was she just here to get me into doing her dirty work and worse what if she was the one who caused my sister's accident in the first place......instead of it being Ayaan as we always thought it to be.

A few days later I was back at the police station faced with an even more pissed Shabhana.

"Main help karonga tumhari, jo bhi tumko chaahiye......Naaz ko doondne mein main tumhari help karoonga (I will help you, whatever you need, I will help you find Naaz)"

I had finally said the words I never thought I would say before as I walked out somehow trying to hold myself together. But that was when a familiar face caught my eyes.

"Rishab?"