Hadeed's POV
Her words stabbed my back amd my heart drenched. I looked back at her with a hurt cold face and treaded out. Eeman and Hadi came behind me but i didn't feel like facing anyone so i quickly got into my car reversed it and rush out of this house.
Upon reaching my apartment i made myself a cup of coffee and went to the balcony to work on my buisness deal proposal.
Damn it! I couldn't focus. My mind was still stuck on the words of Mrs Mustafa.
I was slammed my laptops screen and took a sip of coffee. Her words have been taunting and hurting as long as I could remember but this was the first time she discussed my mother that too calling me her murderer bloody hell!
She wasn't concerned about me but why is laying so much emphasis on my marriage these days left me disturbed.It was kind of unexplainable mystery which left me curious.
Sound of my phone ringing brought me out of my imigations. It was Hadi calling. I attended his call and lifted the screen of my laptop again. " Bhai?" He asked in the most caring voice. " Jee." I replied. Are you fine? He asked. Yes i replied. I was just finalized my deal propsal. What about you? All good at your end?
"Yeah kind of. Bhai I am reallt sorry for mom's words. I know she gets really harsh on you and she must shouldnt have said that." He paused for a second but hearing my silence he went on.
" Bhai after you left dad quarrelled with mom but she shouted on him after long argument his blood pressured incteased to a dangerous level that we had to call an ambulance."
I became worried " is he fine now? Where is he? At hospital?"
Yeah he's fine and he is at home but he wants to meet you can you please come over tomorrow.
I hated going to that house but i was helpless. You cant unlove your parent no matter how much they sucks.
"Okay i'll come over tomorrow" i spoke finally.
AYZEL' POV
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My room has been exactly the same way as i left it, in the shades of white and beidge. And there was a huge picture of me behind the bed, Me, Ayzel Usman Pasha the first daughter of Usman Pasha and first grand-daughter of Pasha family. I come second to none.
I loved being center of attention and dearest girl in my whole family.
I freshed up quickly because i had to join everybody for dinner. Family dinners was something i missed the most in my university.
Dinner was amazing, with light jokes, fun and laughter. Towards the end of dinner dad informed us all that his dearest childhood friend Mr Mustafa Abbas may come over to our house with his family after two days.
I remember meeting this dad's friend when he came over to our house a few months ago. It was pleasnant, refreshing meeting. And i love when my dad introduce me to his friends with proud and love in his eyes.
I really looked forward to meeting his friend unkown of the fact why are they coming over.
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Author's note
First three chapters are posted. The rest will be uploaded soon. I hope you enjoy the journey of Ayzel and Hadeed❤️.
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Romantizm"For richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health." He believed "Everyone wants to marry him for his money" She believed "No one will ever marry her due to her health issue" But in reality destiny had planned something else for them.
