Chapter76

#Chapter76

Mahnoor's POV:

It felt like moments passed in slow motion. No one said or did anything, but as soon as Moosa stepped into the kitchen, Yawar dashed off saying, /"Assalam o Alaikum, MB... I just remembered I have work to do./"

Traitor...!

Now it was just me and Moosa in the kitchen. He was staring at me and I didn't know what to do. He bent down, picking up the spoon and slowly walked over to me.

/"S-sorry! I didn't mean to hit you. It was an accident./" I stuttered.

/"Take responsibility./" Putting the spoon on the kitchen counter, he stood inches away from me.

/"Huh?/"

/"Wipe it./"

/"Take a bath. It will wash away eventually./" I turned to the other shelve.

Instead of going back, he gets a hold of my hand and pulled me into a hug, burying his head in my neck. I gasped when the mixture came in contact with my skin. Now it was on my clothes and neck.

It's gross...