•27_ 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐭𝐬,

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We were Always meant to be

Taemoors pov:-
I came to the other room. First, I picked up a glass of water, poured water from the jug, and started drinking.

What is happening? Why is it happening? Did I think of such a life with her? No, then why? Why do things become such that they don't allow us to meet? I want to live a happy life with her; why do things become such that they don't let me get close to her? How will everything be fine?

She doesn't want everything to be fine; she thinks I planned to get Fayaz out so that I could marry her quickly and assert my rights over her, ahh! thought made me angry, I put the glass on the table, took a deep breath,

You sent the proposal, I accepted it, and you said that the marriage should be done in ten days; I did not say anything, but suddenly you released Fayaz so that the marriage could be done in just a day.

I suddenly felt restless, and angriness surged into my nerves.

Of course, I'm happy not because I'm marrying Taemoor but just because you are relaxed about giving me to him. Today or tomorrow I will marry him as well. I'm not marrying out of his love; I'm just marrying for the happiness and peace of the house, too.

I shook my head.

I was going to refuse the day he came with the proposal because I didn't want the peace of the house to be ruined a…..

And here I was thinking that on that day, she has something important to tell me on call, huh? It was something important, she was going to refuse to marry me,  wow.

I wanted to punch the wall in anger, her words were still ringing.

“Taemoor” I turned to my mother. She was standing at the door looking at me with a tray in her hands. I stopped myself from punching.

“Why are you here, son? Is everything fine?”

“Yeah, everything is fine I just came here to make coffee”  I replied, getting normal

“Taemoor, first you both eat something. Yashal has been hungry since morning, and you also didn't eat anything, so I have brought some meals for you two. After that, you make coffee. Hmm?” she smiles, and I nod, as I comes with her.

I was ahead as I pushed the door. I saw her standing In Front of the mirror. She had already changed her clothes.

I came ahead and said in her ear

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