Tears streaming down my face, as I stormed out of the garden, feeling the weight of sadness and frustration crushing my heart. Why can't happiness stay longer in my life? It always seems to slip away, just when I start to feel like everything is going perfect.
And then, he called. Shabbir. Why does he have to call and ruin everything? I ran towards home, my mind racing with thoughts and emotions. "I can't bear the thought of Shahmeer hating me". I whisper, as I collapsed onto my knees, letting the tears flow freely.
"Why did I have to start liking him?", as I cried I couldn't help think about how my father's side family always seemed to have a way of snatching happiness away from us. "They're experts at it", I muttered bitterly. "First my grandmother ruined my mother's life, and now her grandson is ruining mine".
I stood up from the ground, my tears now turning into hiccups. I made my way towards the closet and opened it, only to have all my clothes fall on my face. Letting out an annoyed groan, I started throwing them back into the closet and grabbed my night wear.
Suddenly, a pair of strong arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me towards them. I let out a scream, feeling terrified, but before I could do anything else, the person covered my mouth with their hands. My heart raced, wondering who this man was and how he had entered my house. I remembered locking the door.
I tried to wriggle out of his grasp, but he held me firmly. "If you promise not to scream, I'll remove my hand", he whispered near my ear, his breath sending shivers down my spine. I nodded in agreement and turned around to face him.
Turning around, I faced him with a lump in my throat. As I laid eyes on him, it was Shahmeer with an unreadable expression on his face. "What are you doing here?", I asked, in a low voice, studying his features, "I'm here to see how a cheater looks from the front", he replied with a hateful tone.
Tears welled up in my eyes, knowing that he heard what shabbir said. I didn't want our first encounter after our engagement to be like this, but there was no avoiding it now. It was my own fault, I thought, shaking my head in disappointment.
"So tell me, Minha", Shahmeer continued, making his way towards me. "Was it okay for you to play with my heart like that, huh?". I couldn't hold back my tears any longer, they flowed freely down my cheeks.
"I didn't play with your heart", I said, my voice shaking as I spoke. "But you love someone else", he said, his hands gently holding my face as he wiped away my tears. "Then why did you agree to our engagement?", I met his gaze, seeing the hurt and confusion in his eyes.
"Who was it that said I love some one?", I asked looking at him with confusion. "You can't hide the truth, I heard you confessing your love on the phone", he glared at me while saying.
"I don't love anyone. It's merely a misunderstanding", I confessed, silently cursing Shabbir for sabotaging my happiness.
"Your loyalty as a partner is questionable and your lies are unconvincing", he uttered, shaking his head and pinning hands above my head.
Iam filled with a sense of helplessness, unable to reveal the truth to him about how Shabbir used my videos to blackmail me. Even if I do tell him, he will not believe me. As I gazed at him, tears welled up in my eyes and I softly uttered, "I want you to believe in me; I never deceived or toyed with your emotions".
He shook his head, leaning in close to bury his face in my neck, and his words stung as he whispered, "I don't trust you". The tension in the room was palpable as I gently pushed him away and locked eyes with him, feeling the weight of his doubt.
"You have to trust me", I urged, my voice soft yet firm. His next question hit me like a ton of bricks causing me to swallow hard, "did you ever even wanted to get engaged?", his doubt hung heavy between us.
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Allah hafiz💕💕
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