Hanna pov.
We went home. Yash came to fetch us. Zak tried to hold hands but I felt awkward. I had sent him those papers. Though I regret filing that stupid complaint or making him sign that stupid divorce papers, I felt that I should stay on my word. Call me stubborn but this is how I am.
I should have talked to him. I should have trusted him more than I did.
I remembered that day clearly. I had lost consciousness that night for a while. When I woke up Trisha was right beside me. She was trying to wake me up
*Flashback*
“Hanna, Hanna, come on.” I heard Trisha calling me. I managed to open my eyes. The file was still open to that page and the medical report was right in front of me.
I looked at Trisha. “What do I do now?”
She scoffed. “File a complaint against him, what else.”
