so hard, to l

thoughts of a p

lone on la

I can work on it even if there is one thing to wo

issed at Mirhan who noted dow

Waqas's call, but was met with a headache. Mirhan knew Waqas would be calling her soon from Zohra's house and he

s, we can't just judge out of nowhere. And if you really ask

rds made disappointment rush into his

him. Stress marred his face, prominent by the tightness in his jaw. He grunted i

e wasn't something he wanted to do. But, his fate left no choice

arching for a reason to stay away from

worst out of you." Mirhan warned, the playful manner evaporating as he closed his

o him, entering the room. Her fi

ecured the bag in his fis

ed by her. Her breath escalated a

utler, she assigned them t

ed over her, thoughts whirling about her illness. Feeling someone's eyes bor

with his eyes. His eyes shone with past moments spent with her in building memories. He m

still on Zohra as her

r father said with a necessary pause as

a man of

ips crooking into a smile. Zohra's eyes traced over him, se

he stepped back and turne

to her father, he nodded keenly obser

top him but Fateh was too busy climbin

appy and healthy, and I need a call every day, mm-hmm. May Allah bless you both."

h and their breaths hitched when their eyes met. She

y will b

everyone bid them a happy good by

pid, his presence wasn't something she was habitual of. Feeling anxious-ness runnin

nxious, fidgeting form and his li

dow as he sped up the car. Racing through w

ws furrowed as he mentally r

asn't the one to notice. She was lost in her t

d her but got no

he was lost i

hra

to see her blank expressions and her empty eyes. But, he c

?" She kept s

sked with her empty star

h and closed it, not knowing how to answer h

ay their lord." After a while he answered her, rubbing his chin, thinki

ng him snap his neck towards her so

car near a gas station and turned t

anced his stare with her. Her eyes were too silent. Too si

h." She whispered and

ds, tilting his head, he let th

e too loud for the quietness in the c

ather is something I cannot hate, even if I try to. But, I avoid doing evil deeds. I don't like it, I don't

qas wasn't able to understand what it

ne else's sins," His lips moved onto his own accord, the pent up anger slowly escaping

appened. Who knows?" Shrugging, he muttered

believe what they want to, and what other people want them to see. They have their ju

them back to their right track. He wante

ped them to come out of their traumas and depression by the will o

hatred for him. The hatred was so deep that he chuckled and drove faster than before. Knuckles tur

the softness of the petals dancing in hues, colourful. Her mem

ty of the nightmare. Waqas proved to be

actions speak louder than words'. And he alre

an abandoned road. His posture was calm and composed as if nothing hap

ro

se walls with white framed windows were going to be he

owards the parking area. Parking it securely, he tu