31. HACKING

"You are in my dreams,

You are in my thinking,

So close to me,

But still I am chasing"

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He struggled to keep his breath labored. As he walked into the basement. Computers connected to the big screen and sound of typing on the keyboard, resonating; and steps on the ground echoing in the atmosphere. He was claustrophobic. He couldn't be in here.

But, he was the one who build all this. Trying to keep track on something rather than someone, his sister. But in all this could he ever find her? No. Every time it was no, stubborn like curry spot on white cloth. Which just wouldn’t fade easily. No matter how much he ever tried.

His phone rang with unknown number staring back. Confusion laced on his features, pulling his brows together.

"Hello?" unsure-ness flicked in his voice as he gulped a lump and asked the stranger on the other side.

"Who made you husband?" Feminine voice hit his ear and the question just pushed him off the edge.