LOST SOUL....

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3 Jan 2021,

It is almost 7 months of my stay still we argue and as usual he didn't agree to let me leave, in this few months our bond has grown stronger, we have become friends. I don't think he is oblivious of my growing attraction for him but now I am confirmed as he proposed me to marry him. I have already told him everything about my life and Ayan ofcourse I still miss him.

I wish I could tell him every thing but now I couldn't even contact him I tried but I am unable to reach him.

I know he will be the best partner and I am thankful to Allah for bringing him in my life.

Ayan's pov:

I kept the notebook infront of me but still I couldn't gather enough courage to open it, I am still contemplating.

Will I be able to handle the truth?

Taking a deep breath I decided to open the diary. Flipping few pages something caught my attention. I went to my study table and sat on the chair leaning on my elbow.

24 feb 2020,

Dear diary I need to get far away from here. How could it be true? they were involved in my parent's murder. the family whom I always cared for, for whom i could die were just keeping me here for my parent's property.

They never loved me. they were just pretending to care about me. I would have never known this but accidently I heard their conversation.

The property will only be transferred in my name when I get married. I need to act fast now I can't even make excuse of college since I have already graduated but I can still persuade them to let me complete my masters. 

As they think I am still unaware of their intention they will agree on my demand. meanwhile I will get some time to collect evidence against them. I won't let them succeed in their plan.

I can't imagine what she went through but the question still remains did they agree or was she forced for it? and what about her parents? how are they interlinked? lots of questions were running in my mind when my train of thoughts broke from the sudden knock on the door. i stood up from my place to check, when I unlocked the door A young girl was standing at my door step my brow furrowed in confusion.

"Hey! I am Ziya Alam currently this case in handled by me" She explained when she saw his sceptical gaze on her.

"Oh! please come in" I stepped aside to let her enter.

We sat in the main hall where she started asking few questions about her. I ansered everything I knew about her. Her eyes were fixed on me the whole time, she had a different aura around her, a strong independent and cheerful lady which reminded me of Maryam.

I averted my gaze from her and clenched my fist.

I wont spare those murderers.

I informed her about her Diary as it might give some clue. I told her about how much I have known about, she promised to investigate on it. She asked for the diary to investigate I went to grab it and gave it to her in hope for her justice.

I hope the culprits will be behind the bars soon.

Zia's pov:

As I was handed the new case I was busy investigation and collecting evidence, Rayn is my collegue and helping me since his friend knew the victim, I asked for the address and went there to know more about her. when I knocked the door I saw a man standing with tired eyes slouched shoulder and disheveled hair. he was staring as me with confused look on his face.

I introduced myself and he greeted to we entered the main hall and sat on the couch. I started my investigation asking about how much he knew about her, he started from his clooege days where he met her, how they became best friend then his departure after their graduation and how after years when he retured he heard about her sudden death. The look on his face clearly showed how much effected he was from the news.

but that shouldn't concern me all I am here is to solve the case and seek justice for the girl who didn't deserve it.

He informed me about her habit of maintaining diary which peaked my interest so I asked him for it after few minutes he handed it to me.

I asked for my leave since my work was done here.