Chapter 37.
Y's P.
I look at her how tears flowing from her eyes before pulling her for a tight hug as she hugs me back.
"It's fine Sumaiyah, you don't have to take it off", I say as my heart's clenching.
She sacrificed her everything cause of me.
I can't really feel ba_fuck!.
She pulls away and cast up to look at me with her glossy eyes.
"It's fine", Softly i assure her while wiping her tears and peck her lips.
"Youseff", She looks at me as her eyes dart from me to her hand as she slid off the ring.
"I was keeping this for Alinah, i wanted her to have something that will remind her of Adnan", She wipes her eyes and extend her hand and nod.
I take her hand and plant a kiss at the back of her palms before sliding the ring.
It looks gorgeous on her as she made it look beyond the perfection.
She looks at me and smile as i place her hand on my lips as she bites her lower lip.
I extend my hand as she looks at my hand and hold the ring tight.
I wait until she placed the ring on my palm and i leave.
"You__", Before she could even stop me i was already gone..
I open my closet, inside the drawer i extend my hand and open the tiny drawer taking out the black box and open.
I let a strand of tear roll of my eyes and take a breath before heading down.
Sumaiyah kept her stare on the ring staring it with a smile tapping her feet.
As her gaze meets mine she hurriedly scurred to me.
"Sit", I insist but it's futile.
She came wrapping her hands around me and her head on my chest.
I smile faintly and hug her back, She pulls away and cast down to her neck.
The ring hanging on the necklace around her neck.
"Youseff no i can't take this", She's about to take off before i hold her hand and pull her close.
"Sumaiyah stop declining everything i am giving you", Pissed off i tell her.
"I am your husband please, and beside", I take the ring as it's hanging on my palm.
"It belongs to my mom, i want you to take care of it Promise", She looks down and sigh nervously.
"Sumaiyah", I call her as she nods.
"I promise", She whispers.
I smile and hug her while my hands slightly carrying her, her head on my shoulders .
'She's very innocent behind the strong woman she's portraying.
Do i deserve her?.
I already gave her my everything.
She's the cause of my sanity, Happiness, Family that i have.
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Broken Souls (Editing).
RomanceHeyy. ✌🏼Islamic story. Two broken souls are meant to be together but only Allah knows, will they heal mend their heart or completely destroy themselves ______. "If yes? Then who can Mold My heart". An Orphan, Widow and a single Mother who is lef...