'Aren't you my wife?' Hadi retorted, a mischievous smile playing on his lips.
Masooma remained silent.
'Not for too long,' she replied.
'And what made you think so?'
'You.'
'Haven't you heard I change my mind?'
'May I know why?'
'You want to hear your praises from my mouth?'Hadi smiled.
'No, I want to know what made you change your mind?' Masooma remained unfazed.
'Look, you have transformed well. You possess all the...