Match Made In Hell

Pheli Mohabbat ❤

"Zoi!!!"

Hearing Zain's sudden voice, Zoya became startled, snapping her out from her trance. Realization dawned at her that she had been sitting there for straight three hours lost in the memories of their childhood that she lost the track of time and doesn't realized it was evening already. She immediately composed herself, cleaned her tears from her cheeks and lifted her head to meet his gaze as Zain approached her.

"What are you doing here? I was finding you in the whole house." As soon as he comes home from work, the first thing he needs is his wife to get relieved from the whole day's stress and tiredness. He craves for her and feels restless and desperate unless he sees her with his own eyes or feels her presence close to his heart's content. 

"Nothing, I missed my room so I came here." Zoya wanted to sound normal but her voice was heavy with overwhelming emotions and came as a whisper.

"Were you crying???" Zain sat down next to her and noticed her tear stained face. Her doe eyes were slightly red and puffed up and looking at them, his heart raced with anxiousness, thinking about all the possibilities and reasons which could've made her weak and vulnerable like that.

"No!!!" She shifted her gaze away from him, fearing he would read her emotions piercing right into her soul and began putting the toys one by one back in her toy box carefully.

Zain didn't buy her excuse and tilted her face towards him again by holding her chin gently, "Don't lie to me, who made you cry???" He looked serious now as he caressed her cheeks with his thumbs all the way up to her eyes and stroked her eyelids along with lashes affectionately. He could read her emotions well, she's not an expert in masking them like him and her dull behavior which is so unlike her explains everything to him.

Zoya closed her eyes, relishing his soothing touch, a smile stretched on her lips at his care and concern. Flickering her eyes open back, she bore into his black orbs, "I was going through my old toys and our past memories hit me hard therefore I just cried, that's it."

"Are you sure that's the only reason??" 

"Mhmm!!!"

"I see!!!" 

Zoya shifted in her position, getting away from his grip and stretched her legs, feeling them numb from sitting in the same position for hours. After that she continued putting the toys and Zain watched her in silence, leaning his back against the bed comfortably. 

"You have preserved your precious toys safely but destroyed all of mine, that's not fair!!!" As she was done and closed the lid of the box, she heard him say, more likely a complaint. A pang of guilt and regret washed over her.

"I'm sorry!!!" Fidgeting with her fingers, she mumbled.

"For what???" He was taken back for he wasn't expecting it neither he had said that with any intention of letting her feel down.

"For everything! I just realized you'd apologized for your wrongdoings but I never did. I was equally responsible for whatever happened between us. I made our life miserable. I'm sorry, I regret everything I have done to you. If I could travel back in time, I'd change everything in a heartbeat." Tears streamed down to her cheeks, her voice tinged with extreme pain and shiver. She never felt the need to apologize for her wrongdoings until today. She was sincerely remorseful.

[Incase y'all have forgotten let me remind you Zain has already apologized for his reckless behavior in chapter 25- Apology]

For a moment Zain doesn't know how to react or what to say. It was the first time he had been witnessing her in a vulnerable and broken state that he himself felt like being torn into shreds miserably. Her tears and pain were killing him like a slow poison. Taking her small hand in his large one, he caressed it gently with tender love and care in a coaxing manner, "I don't want your apology Zoi, if someone should apologize it should be me, if someone was at fault then it was me. I have been a total jerk, a reckless bastard. I hurted you alot by my actions, by words and I hurted you even more by falling into Minal's evil schemes. I..."