Love Means Sacrifice

Ch. 49: Confessions

Zahid's P.O.V.

After breakfast, Mehwish and I said our goodbyes to Farhan and Amal then made our way to the airport. I noticed she was trying to look at me as little as possible. I refrained from asking anything.

But I wanted to talk to her about everything. We just needed to find the right time.

"Do you want to buy any sandwiches or burgers before we get on the flight?" I asked her once we were sat at the gate, waiting to board our flight.

She glanced at me and shook her head with a small fake smile.

I got up and returned with two bottles of water for us. She thanked me then busied herself with her phone again.

Once the plane took off and we settled into our seats, Mehwish soon got up and disappeared into the hall past the curtain. Nearly fifteen minutes later, she still didn't come back. I went to go look for her. My eyes immediately fell on her when I moved the curtain.

"Sir, can I help you?" An air-hostess queried.

I shook my head and went back to my seat.

She had requested to move seats.

My heart sank. She couldn't tolerate me anymore.

Mehwish's P.O.V.

I woke up to the pilot announcing that we are about to land and should put on our seat belts.

The trip was over. As I had decided, I would go back to distancing myself from him.

It feels like I had dreamt up the moments we spent together in London and Paris before Amal showed up.

I made my way outside the plane and stood waiting for Zahid. He didn't say anything about me changing seats. Once we got to baggage-claim, I spotted Ma, Javed, and Ayaara, who was holding balloons.

Ma engulfed me in a hug, "Mehwish! My sweetheart, oh how I missed you!"

"I missed you too, Ma. I didn't know you would be coming to pick me up."

"I wanted to surprise you." She grinned.

Simultaneously, Ayaara and Javed hugged and greeted their brother then turned to me.

"Mehwish!" Ayaara hugged me excitedly.

I watched Javed over her shoulder, who gave me a small smile.

"How have you been, Ayaara?"

"Great, alhamdulillah, but even better now that you and Bhaijaan are back."

"Mehwish," Javed gave me a quick embrace, "How was the flight?"

"Good."

Zahid nodded.

"How have you been?" I asked.

"Good."

I gave a quick nod before Zahid, Javed, and I went to the luggage carousel and got our bags.

We all made our way to the parking lot. While Ma thanked Zahid for bringing me back in one piece, I turned to Javed, "When can we meet up? I brought some souvenirs for you and there's some things I, um, want to talk about."

"I also want to talk to you. Friday night? That way you can get some rest tomorrow?"

I nodded and patted his arm before getting into the car.

After having lunch, giving Ma her souvenirs, and showing her a bunch of pictures along with Nikita Khala's jewelry set, I laid on my bed with my head on her lap.