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Time: 10 pm
Sana POV
It's been almost four hours since I came back from medical council, I have been waiting for Afzaal at his freaking place. I have tried calling him for almost a million times but his phone is switched off. Fifteen more minutes then I am going to go look for him at the most probable places he could be at like Dr Fahad's place.

Enough, I picked up my scarf and purse and started walking towards the main door while jinglng with the house keys.

I locked the house and within fifteen minutes I was driving furiously on the main street. I took a deep breath as I pushed the brakes when my car was about to bang into the car in front of me.

I reversed the car towards the main boulevard, driving my way to Dr Fahad's apartment.

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Ding......
The door bell rang for the second time and Dr Fahad walked with stampeding steps towards the door while Afzaal still lied uncomfortably on the sofa with it's back towards the main door.

His feet were dispersed loosely, dangling from the sofa side with his shoes still hanging by his feet followed by his crumpled trousers and roughly untucked white striped shirt with it's first three buttons open and disheveled collar.
His brown hair were scattered all over his sweaty forehead while his face was pale and eyes were red.

Farhan opened the door, and saw Sana standing through the walkway. Before he could even react to her presence she peeked through to notice Afzaal lying on the sofa. She immediately gestured him to stay quiet while she stepped inside with baby steps so that Afzaal would not know of her presence though at that time even a roaring sound was not enough to wake him up from his deep thoughts.

As she entered, Farhan shoved close the door while he walked out of it, leaving the two alone in there.

She continued walking towards him, and turned around him as he was still lying dead on the sofa. He slowly moved his blank gaze from the carpeted floor towards her, still unknowing of her presence.

The moment he realized it was her. He aggressively pulled away his gaze and she followed him as she kneeled down right in front of his knees with his arms rested upon them.

"Afzaal." She called him softly.
He didn't replied but she could see his eyes getting wetter and wetter as she called out her name.

"Afzaal talk to me!" She blurted out while gripping his head in her palms so that he won't be able to turn away.
He turned his gaze up to meet hers, tears started flowing down his cheeks uncontrollably.

"Sana, I didn't do any of this?" He started to speak but stopped in between when he went short of words. She kept looking into his eyes hiding the pain and terror in her eyes.

"Sana, she umm Maria did this all by herself, she framed me....I don't know why she is doing all this..." he again started narrating his misery as soon he caught his breath back.

"Easy Afzaal, it's okay.....I um..trust you." She replied calmly but from inside she was not entirely satisfied but at that time she though of supporting him instead questioning him further on this matter.

"I lost everything today Sana, my whole career is now nothing. I have been suspended for life from medical practice..." he sighed and stepped up from the sofa, walking towards the balcony with his head clutched between his hands aggressively.

"Afzaal, it's okay." She tried to comfort him and walked beside him, gently taking him by his shoulders to which he angrily shrugged back.

"No Sana, it is not okay,! He jerked back her grip and she almost fell apart the corner of the room though she managed to regain her balance.
"I can't let it go, I can't let go of my passion... I can't... that is all I have!" he tirelessly shouted until he was out of stamina and he noticed how he just hurt Sana.

"Afzaal if you did nothing wrong, nothing bad will happen to you... trust me." She again tried to console him and took him again by his shoulders, massaging kindly his arms. He responded well to her gesture and let himself loose in her grip as stagnant tears started to flow down his rough cheeks.

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Time : 9 am

Flashback
"Hey Maria," Farhan knocked her out of her dreams as snapped fingers in front of her eyes while she was seated by the coffee table glaring the semi translucent glass.

"Hey...." she sheepishly replied and adjust her posture to grab the mug of hot chocolate from his heavily loaded hands. He instantly placed the other edible stuff on the table while tiringly taking the seat opposite to her.

"What's gone into you?" He naughtyly asked as he stirred in cubes of sugar into his mug of hot chocolate.
"What?" She asked naively while folded her arms on the table moving closer to him.
"Ahem....hmmmm...um It's nothing that concerns you though." She answered trying her best to annoy him while he instead of being annoyed played along with her.

Maria took a deep sip of her drink but stopped in between annoyingly to which Farhan raised his eyebrows.
To this she replied by pointing towards his cream deprived hot chocolate with a puppy face look on her rosy face.

"Argh fine." Farhan sighed as he stood up and fetched up her mug while eyeing her continuously.
As he walked away, she started to mingle with the stuff on the table waiting anxiously for her drink when his phone started to vibrate.

She turned towards him to let him know about it but he was way too busy dictating the order to the waiter. She peeked onto the screen to acknowledge the caller as 'Dr Afzaal Shah.'

'Those are the secrets unfold, mysteries that are too lost to be told'