♡He calms her chaos and she fuel his fire that's why they are a match made between heaven and hell♡
"For me, going to New York is my dream. There I will meet my prince charming who will be sweet, gentle and so handsome with whom I will fall in love...
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"MashaAllah! You're looking so beautiful!!!"
"May the almighty keep all the evil eyes off you."
"Don't be nervous, we all are here with you. Everything will be fine okay??"
Zoya was listening to the girls, complimenting and assuring her about her big day but nothing seemed to be calming down her tensed nerves. She was dressed in a light turquoise sharara and kameez with intricate golden work over it. Her hair was set on the right shoulder as the matching dupatta was pinned on her head to the left shoulder. With exquisite makeup and light jewelry was complimenting her look.
Finally today is her Nikkah day, nervousness and anxiety is what eating her up since she woke up.The thought of getting tied down with the man she didn't love or she thought so, was suffocating her. She had so many dreams regarding her wedding which remained as a dream itself.
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Zoya glanced down at her red henna stained hands with Zain's name engraved in the middle of her palm, the name which was written next to her fifty years before the sky was introduced to the sea by the Almighty. It's said that if the henna color turned out to be bright red, there'd be prosperity and love between the couple.
But is it true though? Will he be able to live up to her expectations as well as she?? Will their relationship gonna work out, most importantly will there be love, trust and respect between them??
