Prologue

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Illiyeen 

What does it mean to live honestly? Everyone thinks they know the answer. But could it be as simple as one word?

After 27 years of searching, I found mine. One word. One person. Umair.

It was half past eleven. I sat in the hospital lobby, hands bloody and shaking, in the same place where I once met my husband. Now, there were no tears, no emotions—just numbness.

Doctors rushed in and out of the operating room, their faces unreadable behind masks. Each time the door swung open, my heart pounded, the rhythm of my life crumbling with every passing second.

He had lost too much blood, they said. He was in danger. His intern brought me water, but I couldn't swallow it.

After what felt like hours, my family arrived. Sadeeqa Mama sat beside me, pulling me into her arms. That's when it happened. The dam broke. I sobbed into Umair's bloodied jacket, tears I thought I had under control.

I wanted to be strong, to be the pillar they all needed. But I couldn't. Not this time.

This was my fault.

And deep down, I knew—this was only the beginning of my punishment.

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So, here you go. As promised. I am updating the first glimpse of the story.

I just wanted to say something; if you have read the previous version, you will know some spoilers, but other than that, this story is new, with many further edits.

I hope you will like it. Don't forget to vote, and please let me know if you have any suggestions or questions.

Right now, there is no concrete schedule set. Stay tuned for more updates. 

Love,

KAAL

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