---Hussain's POV ---

We had gotten into a hotel about two hours away since that's what we could afford.

Salina settled in while I went outside.

Of course I had a million missed calls and texts from everyone.

I opened one of them that caught my attention from Shehry.

If you don't call back, I will have the cops trace this number.

I sighed and called him.

"Where the hell are you?" He asked.

"Out," I replied.

"Hussain, I never thought I'd have to say this but your wife is in a coma and you are just out," he said.

COMA?!

"Hua kya?" I asked.

I needed to buy some time to think of something.

"I'm coming," I said.

Sh*t, yeh kya kia? Kiski jaan bacha tha, I've put someone else's life in danger.

I went inside and grabbed all my things.

I called the old hotel and asked for that room and was able to get it and put my stuff there.

I went to the hospital right after.

"There you are!" Shehry said.

"Hussain, yeh kya hai? You hated her that much," Naliya said.

"I didn't hit her. You can check my stuff is still in the hotel," I said.

"It's not," she said.

"I'm show you," I said and we went.

"Told you," she said.

What the hell happen to my stuff?