Chapter Twelve

"Actually I want to talk to you about something" he started. Zara listened attentively waiting for him to speak. She wonders what it is that he's going to say. "There's.." "Uhm. Go on" she ushered. It seems like the words are heavy on his lips, seeing how he talks nervously. "I need your help," he said In one breath. She raised one of her brows indicating him to continue. "Do you remember the lady who used to take care of you when you were a kid?" "Yes, what about her?" "Do you still get in touch with her?" Zara stared at him. why is he asking her such question? "Yes, I even spoke to her last week. she's angry at me for not visiting her for a while" she blabbered. A smile made it way out of Fawwaz's lips, his problems would be solved soon. Rosing up from his sitting position he adjusts his suit. "Then rest assured," he said. "I don't understand. What do you mean" her brows slightly knitting together? "Because we'll be going to her place" he ushered stuffing his hands back int