"Kya tum usse pyaar karte ho?"
(do you love him?)
Her lips curled into a smile when she heard the question.
"Beshumaar, beyhadh mohabbat ho gayi"
(very much. Very much in love)
"But we are not meant to be"
A tear tickled her cheek,
As Azra Ali whispered those words.
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Insane
Short StoryThat thought is enough to make me go insane." His eyes turned wide, looking at her, as he grabbed her waist and pulled her towards him. "Asfandyar, have you lost it?" Azra tried to free herself, while fiercely firing back at him. He chuckled darkly...
