In the lively city of Islamabad, cousins Ibrahim Khan and Amaira Khan embark on a journey that begins with an unexpected twist of fate. Ibrahim, a respected 27-year-old lawyer and CEO of his family's law firm, finds his world turned upside down when...
Zainab quietly entered Zain's room, her heart heavy with guilt and sorrow. The soft hum of medical equipment filled the air, a constant reminder of Zain's fragile state. He lay there, still and silent, with wires and IV tubes attached to him, fighting his battle in a coma.
Gently, she sat on the edge of his bed, taking a moment to steady herself. She leaned in and kissed his forehead, the warmth of his skin contrasting with the coldness she felt inside. Her tears began to flow as she moved to kiss his cheeks, then his closed eyes, and finally his chin.
"I'm so sorry, Zain," she whispered, her voice trembling. "I didn't value you enough. I took you for granted, and I was wrong. Please, please forgive me for my affair. I never wanted to hurt you."
Her sobs grew louder as she poured out her heart, her tears mingling with the sterile scent of the hospital room. She kissed him again and again, each kiss a plea for forgiveness.
As she cried, a single tear escaped from Zain's closed eye, tracing a path down his still face. Zainab saw it and tenderly collected it with her lips, a small glimmer of hope lighting up her heart.
"I'll always be here for you," she continued, her voice softer now. "From now on, I'll take care of you, but please wake up soon. Do you know that Ibrahim and Amaira are getting married? You know, I should get married before Amaira because I am a year older than her. So, you need to get up fast."
She held his hand tightly, feeling the familiar warmth even through her sorrow. Exhausted from the emotional turmoil, she lay down beside him, her head resting next to his. She didn't know when she drifted off to sleep, still holding his hand.
Sarah stood at the entrance of the room, having witnessed the entire scene. Tears streamed down her face as she silently cried, filled with regret for the harsh words she had spoken to Zainab the other day. She could see the depth of Zainab's love and remorse, and it pained her to realize the unfairness of her own actions. She then went to the kitchen.
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One Month Later:
Noor, Faiza, and Sarah enter Amaira's room. She was laying on her stomach while reading a book. Faiza went near her and snatched a book. Amaira got up shocked.
"What is it, mama? Why do you always do that?" Amaira whined.
"Do you know what time is it?" Faiza asked.
"6 PM. Why?" Amaira said looking at the clock.
"Your mehndi functions start in an hour." Faiza
"So, I don't have to do anything." Amaira said recklessly.
Faiza smacks her on her head. "Get up and get ready and get your henna done. Your Tayi jaan brought dress for you." Faiza said.
"I bought something that I knew you would like, go and get ready I will ask the mehndi artist to do mehndi for you."
