Prologue

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The atmosphere filled with creeping silence. The day that will decide her future now stood confronting her. Her eyes darted from window towards the wall infront.
Her face covered with dried marks of tears, with weary eyes now tired of worldly trials she gave up.
She sat with her head veiled in direction to facing the wall on the bed. Her mother sat behind her on the bed.
The qazi sat on the couch behind her mother with witness.
The silence that crept was broken by qazi's words "Nazia Ibrahim daughter of Ibrahim Ahmed do you accept Haider Morad son of Morad Ahmed as your husband".
Her heart went stiff with every word never herself thought her life will turn upside down her dreams will be shattered.
A sob left her lips as tears escaped her eyes. Her mother kept a hand her shoulder and squeezed lightly indicating to gather herself. With burden upon her soul she she parted her lips, "I do".
'I do I do I do! Accept a marriage I never wanted I never fantasized, I loathe every moment of this trail but I do accept my marriage with a stranger', she thought to herself and started weeping with great sobs, her mother handed her the papers to sign, "come on daughter don't burden your father anymore this is your destiny", her mother said sniffing wipes her tear away, she handed her pen, with great courage she gathers herself, taking the pen in her hands her signed and moved away from her mother tilting her head on headboard on the bed facing the wall she again started weeping, everyone left the room.

Her mind revived a memory that took her here to this miserable day.
(With great difficulty her eye lids opened the room filled with darkness the little light from window made its way inside, her the eyes traveled through different places and stopped at the door she ran up to it started beating it erratically with continuity "open the door open it up!", shouting like madman. Few minutes later the door unlocked from the other side a he stepped backwards as the door flew open a lean figure made its way inside , young man of around 25 years , his hairs black ,his dark orbs and dark skin after few seconds light blub open the yellow light spread across the old room, with broken furniture,"what do you want you bastard ?", she shouts at him.
"I will get what I want, worry about yourself", his voice fervent as he spoke with intensity. "Get me out of here", she said with rage. "You can after I get what I want, after I make you mine", he says with rage. "I will never marry you , never love you I loathe you", she said with rages as tear formed in her eyes.
"Shut up woman!", he said as he slapped her across her face. Holding her arm in harsh grip "once you go out from here you will no longer the pious woman disgrace will sallow you till death, you should have agreed up marrying me and taking my sur name nothing like this would have occurred", said he."shut up! who you think you are Ayan , I am not fearful you nor you empty threats",she said with rage)

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