Nisha rushed towards the wooden table having three lower shelves fixed to the wall to the left of the dining table. She closed her fists and folded her hands and legs to cover herself on the side facing the stairs away from the entrance. I'm sorry, Alok saar. I shouldn't have suspected you and come here. She slammed her head against the surface behind her. She joined her hands and closed her eyes. Oh, lord! Forgive me for my deliberate or innocent sins. Please don't let Dr.Alok know that I'm here. Please! , she prayed. As Dr.Alok removed his bag, he