---Atif's POV---

I woke up to knocking on my door.

Has the alcohol warn off? Should I even answer that?

"Wake up!" Shreya kept repeating.

I looked at the time and it was noon. So much for going back to sleep.

I sighed getting up to open the door.

"What?" I asked her.

"Since you got a doctor for me, I decided to be nice to you. I've made lunch so come and eat," she said.

I was a but suprised with that. These past weeks it was like she had sworn off cooking for me. I had to eat out or make ramen noodles. I didn't know how to cook that well.

"Let's go," I said.

We both ate together in silence, which wasn't that new to me.

"So you never told me you were a music major," I said because I was getting annoyed with silence.

"You never cared about me or my past so I didn't feel the need to bring it up," she said.

Fair enough.

"Oh, a quick FYI Radhika is getting her divorce finalized so she will be living with us," she said.

I legit spit out all my water and started chocking on the food that was in my mouth.

"Are you okay?" She asked running to bring more water.

Does it look like I'm okay?

"Here," she said.

I drank the water she had brought for me.

"Feel better?" She asked and I nodded.

So much for starting a conversation.

"Isn't it possible for to leave anywhere else?" I asked once I had relaxed a bit.

"Where else would she go?" She asked.

"Oh, I don't know. How does hell sound?" I asked and she laughed at that.

"That's where she'll be! I mean, I'm in living in hell so she'll be here as well," she said.

"I'm serious! I don't want her hear," Atif said.

"Well, that's not your decision to make. If your friend needed to stay here, I wouldn't make that decision for you," she said.

"That's different!" I said.

"How?" She asked.

My friends won't flirt with my wife!

"Didn't you girls get into an argument and didn't you think there was something going on between us?" I questioned.

"I've gotten it cleared that there's nothing between you guys from you," she said.

I'm assuming it's because I'm denying her coming here.

"When is she coming? You know so I can leave," I said.

"She'll be here for dinner," she said.

"I'm leaving," I said getting up.

"Finish your food," she said.

"No. I have lost my appetite," I said and left from there.