𝙃𝙞𝙨 𝐑𝐔𝐍𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝗕𝗿𝗶𝗱𝗲👰🏻 < On Hold >

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Hey sweethearts

I am back with chapter - 14

Sorry for the wait..
I hope you will forgive me and carry on with the book..

Thanks everyone for the support.. It means alot to me

°°*Enjoy reading *°°

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" barbie..!"
" barbie..!"
"barbie..!"

Saira wake up.. Breathing heavily.. To only notice the monster sitting in front of her.. She got scared and tried to snach away her hand away from the monster..

Devansh who was worried seeing his love in deep nightmare.. He get sad when he saw fear in her eyes for him.. But the next second the sadness turned into furious.. As he watched her snaching her hand away from him to get away.. A sudden possessiveness hit him.. But he left her hand not wanting to make her more scared with a heavy heart.. Controlling himself from jumping on her..

Clam down Vansh.. She is all yours.. Wait a bit. Give her time.. Don't scare her.. Don't take her by force.. Don't hurt her.. Keep your promise.. Don't do anything bad..
Devansh repeated those words in his mind..

Shivansh watched his son in amusement.. Not believing his eyes.. As he never see him controlling himself so much.. He get a glimpse of hope in his mind that his son will at least try his best not to hurt her..

But the next second his mind moved to his baby girl.. Who was currently shivering badly in his wife's arms..

Diya hugged Saira tightly.. As if her life depends on her.. And it's true.. The girl made her feel so loved just in 6 months that she hardly believe that she will be able to live without her..

" Saira please don't cry.." cried a worried Diya..

" Aunt.. I.. I.." Saira cried even more..

" we are sorry Daughter.. Please don't cry.. No one will force you to marry.." said a worried Diya in tears..

Devansh who was furious listening to his Mom left the room.. Not wanting to show her how frustrated he is watching her in tears..

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It was past midnight.. Yet Saira was wide awake.. Thinking about the voice of the little boy who was calling her in her dreams.. The voice... Which was filled with yearn and pain.. She felt her heart breaking.. Whenever she thought about the voice.. She keep seeing the small boy.. Pleading her to hide.. But never remember his face.. She felt her heart very painful when she dream the girl getting shot.. She keep dreaming the boy pushing her hard on the floor and running away from her.. And she felt breathless every time she dream those.. Some months before she had her dad.. To listen her rambling about how she felt breathless.. How she wants the dreams to stop.. How she wants to sleep peacefully.. She had her mom.. To play her piano and kiss her to sleep.. But now everything is slipping away..from her.. Getting dreams.. More and more.. She hate to disturb her uncle and aunt about the dreams.. She hate to make them worried.. She hate to be left alone.. And she hate herself more.. She is such a bad daughter.. Who kept worrying her parents so much that they chose to left her alone.. She doesn't want to be left alone anymore so she fear to talk about her problems.. And what right do she has to worry them.. Is she even Saira.. No.. She knows she is not her.. Even if mom and dad.. Keep saying she is Saira.. But she knows.. She is not her.. She had seen a hidden pic of Saira.. A pretty girl with bold looks.. And she is not even a 1% match to her..and her hair.. All blonde needed to dry all the time ..she is not her.. She is not Saira.. She can never be her .. But she fear to ask them because they will cry and beg her not to think more.. She is their daughter.. So she accepts them.. Even if she is not Saira.. She is still their daughter.. The girl whom they love more than anything.. And she is happy to be .. Their daughter...