"Step into the world of Malik mansion, where two brothers unaware of their sister fight with their own battles,meanwhile their sister is trapped in a family she feels abandoned from, she has a dream to escape from the world she is living, but instea...
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"Come let's go khana khate hai, iss ghar ka rule hai koi apne kamre me ek meal bhi nahi khata sab dining table par hi khate hai" ahaan placed a comforting arm around her shoulder, leading her out of the room.
Zara hissed in pain as Ahaan's hand touched her forearms and she gently brushed out his hand.
"What happened, zara?" He asked with concern and his gaze fall on her forearm, he widened his eyes seeing the blood staining her white t shirt.
"Zaraa!!" He exclaimed with an alarming voice
He took her near bed, and commanded her to sit.
"Umer....umer" he called out loudly.
Ahaan rolled up zara's sleeves and gasped seeing the injury,
"yeh kaise hua" he asked but she remained silent, her eyes fixed on ground.
Umer rushed into the room, "kya hua bhaiya?"
His gaze met Ahaan's who was looking worriedly at the wound.
"Zoi yeh kya hua? Itna khoon" umer sat beside her.
"Bua ji first aid le aaye!" He yelled out of the room
Rabia quickly bought first aid and handed it to umer, he gently examined zara's wounds
"Show me your nails" umer said looking towards her nails
"You did this purposely , didn't you?" Umer asked firmly, making zara gulp.
Ahaan kneeled down infront of her and took her small hands into his larger ones, he was genuinely concerned for her,
"Kyu kiya zara ye?" He asked sweetly
Meanwhile umer started cleaning the blood
"Kuch pucha zara maine?" Ahaan asked raising his eyebrow
Zara hesitated, then began to explain
"Yeh nishaan Mr.Ahmed ke diye hue hai, he dug his nails in my skin, this marks will keep haunting me forever, I wanted to cut my skin, maybe then this marks will go" she again started digging and scratching the wounds in frustration.
"Stop it zoi!" Umer said firmly.
Umer and Ahaan exchanged a glare, hiding their anger from zara, they both wanted to kill Ahmed for harming her.
Ahaan held zara's hand which was on her wound in a tight grip, and lifted her chin gently with other hand, "zara this marks will fade away in a week beta, don't harm yourself!"
She looked into his eyes as if searching hope "Are you sure?".
He nodded with a smile assuring her.
"Bilkul chale jaenge zoi, I promise par agli baar aisa kuch mat karna okay?" Umer said.
