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CHAPTER 102

Maryam Chaudhary
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It's been two days since he left me and he hasn't come back home. I miss him so much, his eyes, his voice, his smile.....I miss everything about him. But he's ignoring me and I don't know what to do. I've called and texted him a hundered times, but he hasn't answered. It's killing me. I can't handle him ignoring me.

So here Iam, sitting in the garden surrounded by beautiful flowers - roses, Jasmine, lily plants. The smell of the flowers fills the air and I take a deep breath. But then I get up and head back into the house. No one is here, not even the maid. I've been roaming around this big house by myself for whole two days, feeling like a ghost. I haven't even bothered to close any of the lights, that's how scared I'm of being alone.

I can't sleep in the dark, especially not alone. I'll probably die of fear or something. As it is, I get jumpy at the smallest things when I'm by myself. And just my luck, the power goes off and all i can do is scream.

"Ahhhh!", I shout as an apple falls from my hand in the darkness. My heart is pounding so hard, I can feel it in my throat. And to make matters worse, my phone is in my room. I start crying, biting my lip as I stand there in the dark kitchen. This is just great. I can't even walk upstairs to my room, it's insanely dark and If I miss even one step, I'll end up in the hospital again. And that's the last thing I want. So I did what I thought was right, I turned and ran outside the house and sat there in the garden, looking up at the night sky.

It's around 8 in the evening and the moon is shining brightly, casting a soothing light on everything. The stars are scattered all around, twinkling like tiny diamonds. It's moments like these when I can't help but appreciate the beauty of the night sky. But despite the tranquility of this moment, tears continue to fall from my eyes. "Allah, please help me", I whisper, pulling my knees to my chest. Loneliness consumes me and my heart aches for someone to share this beauty with. "I don't want to be alone", I say, my voice breaking with emotion.

I sat there crying for what felt like an eternity, but Danish still hadn't come. I hate him for leaving me all alone in the big house, like a ghost wandering around. Why did he leave me? If it's beacuse I tried to end my life, he's wrong for ignoring me. Ignoring someone is not the answer; it's just childish behaviour. The sound of a car pulling up made me lift my head from my knees. I saw a black Porsche stop in front of the gate, and I waited for someone to exit the vehicle. Danish stepped out, dressed in a black turtle neck t-shirt, black jeans, a jacket, and a silver chain around his neck.

I sat there angrily, tears streaming down my face, as I looked at him. He was completely engrossed in his phone, not noticing my presence. Walking towards the passenger seat, he grabbed a few pizza boxes. 'Look at me asshole' I wanted to shout, but I remained silent, continuing to stare at him with disdain. I couldn't believe how absorbed he was in his phone, despite my intense glares. What the hell was he doing on there? Probably texting that bitch Katherine again, I rolled my eyes in frustration and hugged my knees tightly. Why did he have to be such an asshole?

"Why are you sitting here like this?", he asked, standing in front of me.

"Why do you care?", I asked angrily.

"What do you mean by 'why do you care?' Let's go inside, and where the hell is your dupatta?", he asked in a dangerous voice, looking at me from head to toe. I didn't say anything and stood up from the chair, staring to walk inside as he was behind me.

"Why didn't you turn on the generator?", he asked as we both entered the kitchen area.

"I didn't know where the generator is, and even if I did, I don't know how to turn it on", I said, looking up at him. He looked at me for a while and said, "Just wait here, I will go and turn it on", and started to out of the kitchen.