Chapter 41

Shehryaar stood rooted in his place: he was completely stunned at what Anissa just did.

He was furious yet He schooled his infamous blank expression.

Anissa stood there with a blank expression as well, observing his reactions.

Her breath was heaving.

His breathing was even.

They both entered a staring contest.

Not one dared to change the silence around them. Only her heavy wheezing could be heard through the thickness of the silence.

She looked at him; he was just staring at her. His grey eyes were unmoved, his jaw clenched, set sharply and his hands clenched at his sides. She had expected him to be angry, furious even. This was her way of hurting him. But he didn't react at all. All he did was stare at her. And she couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

She swallowed hard against her dry mouth.

He looked at her: his eyes roaming around her head; where her once beautiful long thick locks were, in their place was cut off uneven strands that reached above her shoulders.