This story is all about how an accidental meeting can change your life forever ♾️
Dive in to witness beautiful love story of
Kartik & Zoya
P.s: this is my first so plz bare with me🙂
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Today was just another day of my life but when i was doing the cleaning of the house i heard my uncle and auntie talking.
"U know it's becoming difficult for me to run the house after the pandemic inflation crisis has taken place all over the country, I can't afford your stupid luxuries" uncle said.
"Asif u can't just name my necessities as luxuries, u just provide me with the money each month i have to run the whole house accordingly" aunt argued.
"Yea, so this isn't anything new for u right, why are u complaining now?"
"I am not complaining i am just telling u to look into this matter seriously and do something about the good for nothing freeloader laying in the corner of the house"
i know she is talking about me but i didn't pay any heed to it i have become habitual of it now. I left for work after completing my daily chores.
Day just went normally, i returned home early as surprisingly aunt called me and asked me to come home early as we are expecting some guests. So i requested my staff head and thankfully she allowed me to go home by 7.
When I was just about to enter i noticed two expensive black cars parked just outside the house. It was unusual as all of our relatives and acquaintances belonged to middle class category just like us and could not afford such expensive cars.
As i entered i was greeted by aroma of delicious food and my aunt in the kitchen, which is second rare and weird thing as my aunt hardly cooked most of the time it was me or isha. By the time i had guessed that the guests are really important. I was standing lost in my thoughts when Nisha literally dragged me to her room.
She made me sit on the bed and started shuffling through her cupboard frantically probably searching for something. After 5 mins of continuous searching and creating welter of her clothes outside the cupboard in the process, she came with a beautiful embroidered reddish dress and handed it to me.
"What do i do with this nisha?"i asked her touching soft material of the dress.
"Oh god zoya, why r u so stupid what do u do with a dress, just go and wear it and hurry i have to give u a makeover"
"What! But why?"
"Stop asking silly questions and wear it already"
Saying that she dragged me outside and pushed me in the bathroom. I changed into the dress and admired my reflection in the mirror, indeed it was a beautiful dress.
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As soon as i opened the door nisha again dragged me back into the room. What's with all the dragging today.
She sat me down in front of her dressing table and started doing my hair. Then she did my makeup, made me wear some minimal jewellery. As i was admiring myself in the mirror, man i am really looking beautiful but what's the occasion?
As far as i remember my aunt and cousins never even bought a new dress for me let alone dressing me up, they always gave me their used and worn out clothes.
I was lost in my thoughts when i felt nisha slipping a pair of beautiful heels in my feet. The golden colour of heels contrasted well with the dress.
As she was finished she again started dragging me towards the door
"Come on zoya walk fast"
"Nisha plz slow down, i am not habitual of walking in heels"
"Can u plz for once stop with your tantrums i am not your bloody servant, u piece of shit"
As i was about to say something we reached the living room and all pair of eyes instantly fell on us. My heartbeat start to rise as soon i noticed people seated in the room. An elderly man who might be of same age as my uncle was eyeing me lustfully, making me feel extremely uncomfortable under his gaze.
He was sitting in the middle of the sofa like he owns this damn place and there were probably his bodyguards standing beside him with big guns in their hands, dressed in all black.
All i want to do is run from this place the air was suffocating me but i could not do more than adjusting my dupatta (scarf) over my chest properly.
"What a fine piece of art, how much for her" my mouth just fell open at the words of that old filthy man.
Only words ringing in my ears are.
They. Are. Selling. Me They. Are. Selling. Me They. Are. Selling. Me
"Well what can we demand its absolutely on you, how much are u willing to pay?" Said my uncle very humbly.
I think i should not be calling him that.
His next words made my uncle's and auntie's shine instantly and mine to water.
"Okayy so how about 5 lacks?"
"Perfect, u can take her anytime u want" aunt naila said.
"Why anytime? I want to take her now, now that i have seen her I can't wait to have her in my bed"
I flinched at his dirty words. With my mind going blank, eyes watery and body numb i felt like passing out. But i took a hold of myself and started to think of any excuse because i know its now or never i cannot let them do this to me i have had enough!
"Come on, let's go babygirl" the oldie said trying to get a hold of my hand.
"Can i pack my clothes and other belongings?" I asked with my heart full of hope and fear.
"What! What a joke u don't have any belongings zoya just some worn out clothes and a hand bag that's all u have" my aunt mocked me.
"Shut your fu**ing mouth while she is talking to me!" Oldie scolded my aunt, she instantly stopped laughing.
"Sure babygirl u can go and pack but 5 mins, in 5 mins i want u here"
"Thank u, yes i will hurry"
I sped walked practically ran to my room grabbed my hand bag shoved some money, which i saved over the years, a water bottle, my praying mat, The Holy Book in it and ran from the window which was outside my room.
As soom I started running i realized that running in those heels is nearly impossible so i quickly took them off, holding them in my hand i ran barefooted, I ran and ran and ran and never looked back.
When i finally stopped running for what seems like a hour and observed my surroundings i realized i am in the middle of nowhere, no houses, no residential area was to been it was just isolated open ground, although the thought of being alone here did scare me off but one part of me was relieved that i am finally free and escaped from that hell hole.
I decided to sit down for 5 min, i was feeling utmost pain in my whole body but i can't give up. With that thought i drank water and again started running, running on this ground seemed easy to me as compared to running on a road.
After running for straight 20 to 25 mins i came across a main road as soon as the road came into my sight i wanted to stop but my feet were having a mind of their own well I can't blame them i was literally running from last 60 mins before i could stop myself i saw a car speeding towards me and the only thought ringing in my head was,
Is. This. The. End??
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