BOOK 1
HISTORY REPEATS ITSELF.......FIRST AS TRAGEDY, SECOND AS FARCE
I ran as fast as I can towards my husband's chamber. I thought he left-
' RUKIYE RAJA JI! HUM BHI AAPKE SAATH CHAL RAHE HAI.'
I woke you with a jolt, gasping and shivering. This...
I did that to her.....I wanted to see her ruined and when I broke her to my heart's content, it didn't felt RIGHT.
That day, she looked at me with tearful eyes and a heartbreaking smile. She didn't fight with me like we did from the very first day of our friendship, she didn't even uttered a word to protect her dignity.....she just....she just kept looking.
It has been 9 months, 13 days and 4 hours since I've last saw her retreating figure behind my office door. She never returned, never replied to any of my text or answeed my desperate calls
It had been months that I've been dying with this guilt....guilt of ruining a pure soul. It wasn't him who killed her but it was me....ME!!!!
I gave her hope and then pushed her into the depth of her own hell. She approached me looking for a little emotional support that she craved. My bestfriends don't trust me anymore and I don't blame them for that as it is all because of me.
But now I will bring her back, back into my life.
She is my Ruhi, my Rooh, my soul.
She is my SOULMATE and I want her back.
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I AM HER MANN AND SHE IS MY ROOH
You thoughts on this one please gentle readers.
If I will getgood response then I will publish this one even before it's planned date.
