It was 3 p.m. Nobody entered the room, and she didn't dare leave. The thought never

crossed her mind. There was an eerie silence in the haveli, and she could feel it without

even leaving her room. It was because of what had happened in the morning. The drama

which Shehryaar created. Sheharzaad's eyes were roaming here and there in the room.

Suddenly, the telephone beside her rang, breaking her trance. She looked at it with terrified

eyes. She couldn't forget what happened when she picked up the ...