CHAPTER SEVENTY-SEVEN
None of it was fitting in my head. It was like a puzzle where the pieces were either too jumbled up to make it complete or perhaps, they were too uneven or incomplete. Either way, I just couldn’t get all this information to fit into one storyline that actually made sense in my head. It turns out, she hadn’t dragged me too far from the hotel; although now I had bruises in my back to pay for that. When I approached the hotel, Niran was already out, pacing to and from while clicking on his phone in desperation. Suddenly he just smashed it on the ground, a loud, angry growl leaving his throat.
“Hey, how many of those will you keep on breaking?” I spoke, getting his attention.
He instantly turned to look at me and for a moment stood still but then he rushed forward, pul
