Embracing Love [✓]

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A life filled with worries
I hated everything
Because there was nothing I could do
But till the day I faint in the days ahead
I'm thankful that I can say I have you.
It might've been the wrong choice
And although I don't know how this story will end,
But I must keep going.

It feels like history is repeating itself.
Even if it's dangerous, even if it's hard,
I won't let go, for you
Even if I'm headed toward the middle of a storm.
I won't be afraid.
I won't stop.
I won't regret it.

Even if this thorny path gives me scars,
I will do everything to protect you.
I hope the wind will relay my heart to you
In my world that had no sun or moon.
Only you make it possible
For flowers to bloom.

~ Ayana Malik.

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'How had he managed to escape imprisonment?'
As Ayana looked up at the sky, her thoughts were consumed by the question. The unexpected turn of events had left her puzzled and uneasy. She knew that Zafar still had five more years to serve in jail, so his sudden appearance was deeply unsettling.

Zafar's unexpected entry had ignited a sense of fear within Ayana. Her concern extended beyond herself – she was even more worried about her husband.

"Don't even think of telling this to anyone. If you try to dig into my case, your so-called husband will be the one to face consequences."

Ayana remembered Zafar's words from earlier. The threat wasn't just aimed at her; it was a direct warning against involving anyone else, especially her husband. The thought that Zafar might target Imraan sent waves of panic through her. She felt trapped, caught between the fear of what Zafar could do and her desire to protect her loved ones. The weight of his threat pressed down on her, leaving her feeling vulnerable and helpless. Imraan's well-being was paramount to Ayana, and the idea that Zafar might use him as leverage was an unbearable thought. The history between Zafar and Ayana was marred by fear and trauma, and she couldn't shake the feeling that his return could bring danger into their lives once again.

Ayana's heart raced as she replayed Zafar's last words in her mind.

"Carry this phone with you. I will contact you later."
His each sentence was dripping with a chilling combination of threat and manipulation. His voice lingered, a constant reminder of the danger that had once again entered her life. The directive was clear, leaving Ayana with a sense of being closely monitored, of having a looming presence hanging over her. The phone he referred to was a symbol of his control, a reminder that he could reach her whenever he pleased.

"Wait for my call and, as much as I love your smartness, don't try to act smart with me this time."
He added, his words carried a stark warning – any attempt to defy him or outsmart him would not be taken lightly. The chilling implication was that he held the power to dictate her actions, even from a distance.

"Until then, bye sweetheart."
The way he signed off with a twisted term of endearment sent shivers down Ayana's spine. The contrast between the sweet word and the malicious intent behind it was a reminder of the duality of Zafar's nature.