In the opulent halls of a grand palace, love and loyalty are put to the ultimate test. Amidst royal duties and hidden agendas, two people navigate a web of deception and passion, discovering that the most dangerous betrayals often come from within t...
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After a week of that incident, everybody was very protective of me. Especially Abbu and Ammi. They were very disappointed in their son's behavior.
Zayan's unchanged nature persisted despite inflicting mental and physical pain on me. He still believes that I married him because of some ulterior motive.
It was almost evening when Mariam came to me, saying to join her and Samir for a day of shopping. I consented, driven by a strong desire to go out and freshen my mood.
I was getting ready to go to the mall. I wore a simple beige outfit with brown khussas. I clipped my hair at the back of my head with the help of a claw clip. Taking my handbag, I joined Samir and Mariam in their car.
Then we drove to the mall while chattering. When we reached the mall, Mariam and I waited for Samir to come after parking the car. After quite a bit of time, he joined us, and we went inside.
All three of us were very excited as it was our first time going out together.
We began wandering around to find a good store. After we found one, we immediately went inside.
"Bhabhi, how does this look?" Mariam asked while showing me a green suit.
"You should buy it," I said.
"Bhabhi, why don't you also buy something?" Samir said while standing up.
I tried to deny him, but he was nowhere near listening to me, so I tried all the dresses they gave me.
I wore a white suit featuring a cherry print.
"It's nice, but it's too childish for you," Samir said.
"Yes, and the color is also not that fascinating," Mariam added.
I then changed into a gray suit made of organza fabric.
"The color is good, but the style is not," Marian said, and Samir nodded.
Then they made me try a Western outfit. Although it wasn't my style, I tried it because of them.
It was a corset outfit. The corset had flowers printed on it. It paired with a white shirt and denim pants.
I tried on the outfit and came out wearing it. Mariam and Samir were talking, but their eyes went wide when they saw me.
"Oh my God. Is this our Bhabhi or someone else? " Mariam said in disbelief.
"You look so good, Bhabhi. I am envious of Bhai," Samir remarked, keeping his phone in his pocket. A faint smile spread across my face at their kind words.
"Bhabhi, you should get this," Mariam declared it to be a perfect fit.
"No, Mariam, it's good, but it pierces me," I said.
She then didn't force me. I then changed into my original clothes, and we went to pay the bill.
We then went to the food court to eat. We were waiting for our order to arrive when we saw Fahad coming toward us.
