Downstairs, everyone looked at each other and slapped their foreheads. Rooney's girlfriend, Jasmine Stanley mused, "Why do I feel like Morgans aren't romantic in the beginning?"

Rooney: "..."

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Ivan chuckled as he accepted, "Absolutely." When Arna confessed, they were doing their own assignments at his place, in the country S.

Arna: "..."

Roxy, shook her head pointing at herself and Roxy, "We two don't belong to the romantic category."

Rian shrugged. He liked them as they were.

"Fortunately, we two." Jasmine proudly said they weren't a mushy couple to do a public display of affection.

Aria looked at Alan and chuckled because he gave her shock to the core that she scolded him to the bones before taking her to confess in the cemetery.

Rian commented on behalf of Aria seeing Alan totally cool, "Bro, come on, you weren't romantic, Little Devil was cursing you for stealing her first kiss."

Everyone chuckled while Alan squinted his eyes at his younger brother.

Well, it turned out Arsh was no different. He blurted in front of everyone instead of confessing to Noor.

Even though they were having light talk and chuckling, deep down there was a small fear, Noor might not be able to take it and hurt Arsh. Arsh would never say what happened and Noor might start avoiding them.

Meanwhile, on the terrace.

Noor walked behind Arsh and stood on the terrace. He left her hand and she stared at him. She didn't find even a single line of annoyance on his forehead. He was still the same, cold and unapproachable which never stopped her.

She had lots of questions, she knew most of the answers yet there was a mess in her mind. There he stood in a whole mountain of patience.

Arsh waited for a few minutes before he stretched his hand towards her. Her eyes widened big as saucers but didn't run away. The tips of his fingers grazed at her jawline and shifted her gaze aside. He wasn't sure whether he did that because she was staring at him, which was making him hard to pull the cold face or he did it so that she could think what to speak instead of standing wonderstruck.

Noor felt completely awake by the warm touch on her face which slowly turned pink and looked at the building around as she focused on how to resolve it.

She had got messages asking her while she was studying, so she was composed to turn them down politely. Now he didn't actually confess yet but 'You' was repeated in her head loudly.

The problem for her was she knew him well enough. He was protective, he understands her, he knows her little wishes, he identifies her lies and dissatisfaction. Upon all that, he has liked her for such a long time.

Everything in her fantasy mind felt nicer than the reality. When she had to think for real, she felt a cold run down her spine imagining being with him, going out, shopping, and laughing with him. An image of Arsh sitting aloof while she laughs came out so weird in her mind that she felt like crying.

She really wanted to speak to avoid the awkwardness she was feeling but when she turned to him, her eyes slightly widened when their gaze met and she ended up saying, "I want to go home."

Arsh had expected her to run away so it was truly a great improvement she was able to say it on his face. He nodded and saw her breath in relief.

Noor walked towards the door to go downstairs as she recalled she said home. She had lots of work at the office. She jerked around suddenly to tell Arsh she wants to go office but fell back when Arsh was still away from her by a large step.

"Ahhh…" She screamed, flinging her hands in the air.

Arsh honestly wanted to ask if she got scared of him. 'Do I look frightening?' He asked himself when caught her hand in time.

Before her heel could slide on the surface and he slips and fall on her, he pulled her to stand.

It happened so fast, Noor was waiting for the pain to hit her nerves. She felt a pull before she could think of balancing on her feet, she stumbled, and crushed on his sturdy body, and froze, catching the breath in her throat and squeezing her eyes tight.

Crying? She wanted to wail like a child to hide her face from all the embarrassment. She felt that falling on the floor was better but it was too late.

Arsh doubted if he would suffocate her to death someday. He placed his right hand on her right shoulder and turned around facing her back to him.

"Office?" He asked, guessing why she might have turned around.

Noor opened her eyes at his deep tone right behind her and his hand was delicately holding her arm. Arsh, she knew, was a man who maintained a good distance from all except family. Many would misunderstand him as having OCD. So it was obvious to her, he was purposefully maintaining distance from her and now, he was putting her mind in a big mess.

She faintly gave a nod before she felt a gentle push from him so that she walks.

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Downstairs, everyone desperately looked at the elevator when it beeped.

Noor, who confidently walked out, slowed down at the sight of them. Her pink glowing face turned bright red, giving her an urge to run back into the elevator.

She lowered her head and fiddled with her mobile thinking how to avoid their teases. In fact, she didn't want to talk to anybody until she clears out her mess.

Meanwhile, Arsh walked out behind her. He saw the gazes in anticipation, shook his head looking at his mother, then at the rest.

The rest didn't know the situation other than knowing Noor wasn't Arsh's girlfriend yet. So they smartly looked at each other and decided to leave, excluding Aria and Alan.

"Bye Bro, Bye Noor," Rooney said aloud so that Noor could look up without awkwardness. The rest waved their hands at the two with a natural warm smile and left.