|𝟖| 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐬 & 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐧

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︵‿୨୧‿︵May flowers bloom in thedarkest part of you

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May flowers bloom in the
darkest part of you.
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'You cannot change things by loving them harder'

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'You cannot change things by loving them harder'

I was scrolling through Pinterest when I found this quote but personally I don't believe it.

Love Changes.
Love Heals.
Love Remains.

'Ring Ring'

My phone rang I checked the called ID to see it's Friya. Friya is my father's brother's daughter basically my cousin. We are the closest cousins in our family. My girls also knows her they are all pretty close too.

"Assalamalaikum Friya bolo" I answered the call.

"Walaikummasalam Amal kesi ho?"

"Allhamdulillah mein thik tum batao aaj achanak meri yaad kase aa gayi?" I inquired quite as joke.

"Wo.....ek help chaiye thi" She replied with a pause.

Help?

"Kesi help?"

"Mein tumhe mil kar bataongi"

"Thik hai mein Flueri me hu tum aa jao"

I told her before disconnecting the call and she said she's on the way.

After nearly 15 minutes she arrived at my flower shop and we both sat together surrounded with freshly loaded flowers.

It smells heaven here.

"Now tell me what help you need?"

I questioned adding a spoon of sugar in her tea followed by stirring it and passing it to her.

"You know Azlan Baloch right?"

Why is she asking me about him...?

"Yeah why?"

"I like his brother"

Oh I never knew he had a brother....

"How can I help you in this?" I inquired further taking a sip of my tea.

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