Hanna pov.
After Zak left, I waited for any news from inside the theatre. Yash and Dain checked on me from time to time.
After three hours finally Trisha’s surgery was over and she was to be shifted to observation room. After 24 hours, she will be shifted to a private room we had requested for. I was glad that it was over and Trisha was fine. I looked at her sleeping form from behind a screen. It felt good to see her. At least I did not loose her in this chaos.
I saw Yash approach. I smiled at him.
“It is good to see you smile ma’am.” He said.
“I feel relieved Yash. I'm glad I didn’t loose her. At least I still have her.” I told him. I have lost a lot. My parents and even my husband. I wouldn’t wish this on anyone.
Just then, my phone dinged. It was a message from Hamza.
Hey. Gues
