Been out all night at the club. Aman is blowing up my phone. Haven't answer him yet. He told me to be home by 12:30. It's almost 2:16 in the morning. Having a blast with my friends. He got to understand, I want to have fun sometimes. He could've come, but Aman doesn't like clubs. Boys keep trying talk to me. They don't care if I'm married to Aman Randhawa. Drinks keep coming over to the table, my friends and I take the shots. We lit as fuck.

I get to the mansion, it's 3:30 am. Had a great time with my friends. Unlock the door, go in very quietly. The lights are off. I head to the bedroom. Look in it, Aman's not here. Maybe he is in his office working. Let me bathe and get in bed. He probably doesn't know, I came home this late. Aman clear his throat behind me. I freeze.