Love Story

CHAPTER 44

Muskan Assad P.O.V

It's been 3 months since Abbu passed and there wasn't a day when I didn't miss him. I felt lonely, he was the only person I had left. Losing him felt like I lost my other half. No one will be able to love me like he did.

I tried to not think about him too much and that's why I've been working a lot. I didn't even see Sufiyan so much because of it. I would leave for work before him and then come late. I'm not ignoring him, I just don't want to worry him.

"Dear, please eat before leaving"

"I'm not hungry mommy ji"

I said while giving her a tight hug. Mommy ji has been by my side since and I can't thank her enough. I feel like her love for me grew, and I'm thankful.

"You're didn't even eat dinner last night, at least an apple before leavi-"

"Stop ammi. Don't force someone who doesn't care about her family's feelings"

Did... Sufiyan just talk to me like that? I looked at him and saw nothing but coldness.

"Sufiyan this isn't how you should talk to Muskan"

Papa ji said while looking at Sufiyan with a glare, but he ignored that glare and sat at the dining table.

"I'm just telling the truth. Everyone is hurt because of papa's death but that doesn't mean you should overwork, stop eating and forget the people who love you. You can't keep standing on the same page, you need to move on, but someone isn't even ready to listen to anyone"

I started tearing up. Is this really how Sufiyan felt?

"I... I never meant to hurt anyone"

"But you are Muskan Sufiyan Haider Ali!"

He shouted while standing up and looked at me.

"What haven't we done to keep you happy? Everyone tried their best so that there could come a smile on your lips! You can share your feelings with anyone in this house, but you have decided to keep it for yourself and because of you"

He pointed at me while shouting

"We're all suffering because of your behavior. Do you even remember when we talked last time? Do you even remember when we spent some time together? I told you that I am by your side but you won't even share anything with me, instead you're just running away... and ruining everything-"

I was shocked when papa ji slapped him hard.

"P-Papa ji!"

I stood in front of Sufiyan and looked at him. There were red finger marks now.

"Sufiyan-"

"You know what? Do whatever you want to, no one will say anything to you... not even me"

What is happening? Am I really the problem? Is this really happening because of me?

"Sufiyan get back here! You do not talk to my daughter like this in front of me! Do you hear me?!"

Papa ji shouted while looking at his direction, but he was already gone. I really am the problem. Everything is happening because of me.

"Muskan, dear-"

"I-I'm sorry mommy ji... I... will be leaving now"

I quickly took my purse and headed out. Nothing is going right. Papa ji slapped Sufiyan because of me, Sufiyan is hurt because of me, our family... is suffering because of me. Everything is happening because of me.