Mujhe Pyaar Hua Tha

Ch. 30: Paper Boats

Author's Note

And here we are, the last chapter of Mujhe Pyaar Hua Tha! I feel like this has been the quickest I have finished writing a novel. I really enjoyed developing Fawad's character and the slow burn between him and Alizey. There was something very ordinary about their everyday lives that brought them closer, so perhaps it's rightfully said that happiness lies in the small things.

I thank each and every one of you for your support and time! I hope to see you all reading my next book very, very soon 😉

Lots of love and stay well,

ChalWahanJaateHain 💫❣️

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🎶"Ajj te hoyi si shuruaat, soniye. Badal gaye kyun jazbaat, soniye? Bura mere dil wala haal kita e. Jo tere naal hoyi, mere naal kita e. Kise gal te je tainu koi shaq si, puchh leti mere kolon tainu haq si. Ikk baari mera na khayaal kita e. Jo tere naal hoyi mere naal kita e.

It had just started, my beloved. Why did your feelings change, my beloved? You put my heart in a bad state. What happened to you, you did to me. If you had any doubts about anything, you had the right to ask me. You didn't think of me once. What happened to you, you did to me."🎶

- Uchiyaan Dewaraan | Bilal Saeed

Alizey's P.O.V.

I moved back, adjusting my pants. "I'm sorry," I whispered.

Fawad was breathing heavily, his eyebrows furrowed with deep, utter confusion.

"I'm sorry," I shook my head, tears racing down my cheeks as my lips trembled, "I'm sorry."

"Alizey-"

I began sobbing silently.

I NEVER imagined things to go this way, but my mind felt like it was on the verge of exploding.

"I'm sor-"

He studied my eyes after kneeling in front of me, perplexed, "What happened?"

"Main Sana nahin ban sakti," I whimpered.
(I can't be Sana)

Fawad paused, staring at me.

"I can't meet those standards. I saw her picture—I-I'm not as beautiful as her, I'm not as skinny, I'm not as talented, I'm not as smart, I don't make you as happy as she did," I blubbered vulnerably before whispering, "and I don't think I can."

The picture of a madly in love Fawad on his knees in front of Sana so she can put a garland on him flashed before my eyes. It was burned into my mind. Only she had that effect on him, to make him that happy and love drunk. I could never come close.

"At the New Year's party, there were a few guests saying we don't match, and-and I think they're right. Sana brought out the best in you," I sniffled, "while I'm just a loser. I don't know why you want to be with me-"

"Ali-"

"I work a mere 9 to 5 job, I earn nearly half as you do, I spend time writing unrealistic fictional stories online, I'm not thin- I've been trying to skip meals to lose weight, but I don't see any results," I broke down into tears again, not realizing I revealed that I wasn't eating properly, "I've been trying, but it's not working. I don't have an attractive body." I then murmured, embarrassed, "I'm also not experienced, and I'm afraid you won't like what you see."

Fawad's eyes flooded with tears.

"I'm afraid you're going to realize there's better out there and that you don't want me anymore. Nothing has ever lasted in my life. Nothing stays. No one chooses me. I'm afraid you and I are on borrowed time because I'm not good enough."