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___________________________________________Aaniya pov.
In search of maaz bhai, I got to know he left the event due to some emergency,
I got tensed, when Maa said that it's about work and not that serious and he will return once the problem get solved.
I was relieved, but when I look back I saw many unknown people approaching me from different views,
But the time I see someone approaching me I got anxious and immediately left that spot without a single glance.
I am feeling like everyone is watching me, everyone is searching for me.
Everyone is after me.
But why?
I didn't know I was staring at my hand, until I saw two leaves falling from the gajrey,
I looked at the two piece and then my eyes went towards my hands.
His name shinning on my hand, and the way every beautiful stroke is hiding my scar and my flaws.
It's like hiding my insecurities with something colourful.
I am loving how well he has done it, the efforts, the patience,
I got my attention back when I heard someone calling me I looked towards the particular direction to see some lady calling me.
I squinted my eyes, walking towards her, when she said, "This is for you" she replied, giving me an envelope.
I gor surprised to see that, who could gave me this?
I thanked her, as she left before I could open the envelope I saw a text, 'for that scared baby'
My heart stopped for some seconds, I started to feel anxious because somehow I know from where it is.
I took a deep breath relaxing my self,
"Should I open it?" I asked myself again and again.
Finally getting some courage, I opened the envelope I saw some photos cards in it leaving me confused.
I tool out the photos and turned it to see multiples picture of mine and then some of arhan but what made me shock is, it's of today,
It's when we both were talking or of when we were giggling or when we were standing away.
It's of today's event, then I looked up searching for any person suspicious.
But the last two card left me heartbroken, I saw a hand which was wounded, the two photos are same.
The same wounded hand but deep inside I know one is of mine and another is of haniya.
I felt tears slipping through my eye, my eyes started burning.
How deeply they have wounded us, that we can't even live by ourself.
I left that place, immediately going to my room, because I can't let anyone else look at me like this or this photos.
Entering my room, I locked the door and sat at the doorstep, I felt tears brimming down my eyes at the sight.
I felt my throat tightinng and i can't breathe,

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