Her_Loveless_Marriage🇵🇰 [On HOLD]

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Mahnoor was over the moon, her heart swelling with joy as she saw her siblings and friends gathered for Hafeez’s proposal. Little did she know, another surprise awaited her.

"I'm sorry for keeping you waiting," Hafeez said softly, pulling her into a warm embrace.

"It's okay. This is the perfect moment, which is why you proposed now," Mahni replied, her fingers absentmindedly playing with a button on his shirt. Her smile was radiant, and she couldn’t hide the happiness bubbling inside her.

"Ahem... ahem," Sania cleared her throat dramatically, a teasing glint in her eyes. "Have some shame! Mom and Dad are watching you two."

Startled, Mahni quickly pulled away, her eyes darting around. "What? Where are they?"

"Right here," Omar grinned, holding up a tablet. "I video-called them earlier so they could see everything."

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"Congratulations, my dear! Don’t mind your brother; he told us he had a surprise and asked us to stay quiet," Mahni’s mother said with a warm, motherly tone.

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"Thank you, Mama. I miss you so much," Mahni’s voice wavered, her eyes misting with unshed tears.

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"Silly girl, you’ll be back soon. Then we can discuss your wedding plans properly."

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Mahni's heart swelled with a mixture of emotions—joy, love, and a pang of longing. She handed the tablet back to Omar, unable to speak, and turned away, her eyes lifting to the sky as she fought to keep her tears from falling.

Ahmad, noticing her emotions, approached with a gentle smile and extended his hand. "Chuchu, congratulations."

"Aww, thank you," Mahni smiled, reaching out to shake his hand, but Hafeez swiftly intervened, side-hugging her possessively.

"She’s mine now, so no handshakes," Hafeez said, his tone light but firm, his protective nature showing.

"Come on, don’t be ridiculous. She’s like a sister to me," Ahmad laughed, shaking his head.

Sania joined them, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "Actually, this was all a setup to make you realize you can’t live without Noori."

Bilal, unable to contain his laughter, looked at Hafeez’s confused expression. "We had it all planned out, even back in your office!"

Hafeez’s expression softened, but guilt lingered in his eyes. "Why didn’t you tell me? I nearly punched you that day, Ahmad, when you rode off with her on that horse."

"Sorry! We promise to include you in on the next prank," Sania chuckled, nudging Hafeez playfully.

"Come on, let’s take a picture!" Zara suggested, grabbing her camera and handing it to Aryan as everyone gathered around Mahnoor.

"Midhat, come here!" Bilal called out, noticing her standing off to the side.

Midhat hesitated, her fingers nervously playing with the edge of her dupatta. "Y-you go ahead," she stammered, unsure of her place.

"It’s okay, come on. It’s a family picture," Sania encouraged her, her tone gentle.

"But she’s not family. Why bother her?" Saif said, his voice tinged with annoyance.