Rania, unapologetic, responded, "Did you look at yourself? Always the lovey-dovey girl, overly pampered and princessy... You are a pain to deal with!”
"Now...I want you to explain this!" Aayat's voice was unwavering as she pointed at the screen. Rania's eyes widened in shock, clearly unprepared for this confrontation. The screen displayed a slideshow of images: Rania paying mechanics to tamper with the brakes of Zinat's car, the mechanic handing her the severed brake wire, and a photo of Rania helping Zubair out of the car.
"It was not meant for him! I never intended on hurting him, let alone, kill him!" Rania defended herself, her voice filled with desperation. Aayat's anger was palpable, but she managed to maintain an eerie calmness.
"I know that! And this is the only reason I did not go to the police!!!" Aayat's voice was laced with anger, yet it carried an unsettling calmness that sent shivers down Rania's spine.