Our Forbidden Connection

New Character Entry + Sweet moments

Hello everyone 🤠
Hope you all are fine.
Sorry for not updating the new chapter as I was busy.
Now let's dive into the story 🧚

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At Dargah:

Mayra stepped into the se inrene dargah, her heart filled with hope and devotion. She had promised Inaya's mother that she would pray for her friend's well-being and safety. As she walked towards the shrine, her gaze cast downward, her hands clasped in prayer.

Unnoticed by Mayra, Rayan's eyes met hers, his gaze drawn to her like a magnet. He stood across the room, his back against a pillar, his eyes fixed on Mayra's radiant face. A soft "Mashallah" escaped his lips as he beheld her elegance, her grace captivating.

Rayan's eyes lingered on Mayra's serene profile, his heart skipping a beat. He admired her secretly, his gaze drinking in the beauty of her features. Her eyelashes fluttered closed, her lips moving silently in prayer, and Rayan's heart resonated with a deep connection.

Mayra, oblivious to Rayan's admiration, continued her prayer, her spirit shining brighter than the brightest star. The soft glow of the dargah lights illuminated her face, casting a warm glow on her skin.

Rayan's eyes never left Mayra's face, his heart beating faster with every passing moment. He stood there, frozen in time, his soul drawn to hers, his love story unfolding like a secret whispered by the universe.

As Mayra finished her prayer, she opened her eyes, her gaze sweeping across the dargah. Rayan's eyes met hers for a fleeting moment, but he quickly looked away, his heart racing with excitement. Mayra didn't notice, her attention drawn to the intricate carvings on the shrine.

Rayan's gaze drifted back to Mayra, his eyes tracing the contours of her face. He was captivated by her serenity, her beauty shining like a beacon in the quiet dargah. He felt an overwhelming urge to approach her, to speak to her, but his feet seemed rooted to the spot.

Mayra, sensing a presence, turned towards Rayan. Their eyes met again, and this time, Rayan's gaze held hers for a moment longer. Mayra's heart skipped a beat, but she looked away.

Rayan's eyes never left Mayra's face, his heart soaring with hope. The universe seemed to conspire in his favor, as Mayra began to walk towards him, her footsteps quiet on the marble floor.

As she approached, Rayan's heart raced faster, his soul singing with joy. Mayra stopped in front of flower vendor and took some rose petals to put on the shrine she didn't noticed Rayan.

Mayra's slender fingers grasped the delicate rose petals, her eyes shining with devotion as she prepared to offer them at the shrine. The vendor's colorful stall faded into the background as she walked, lost in her thoughts.

Unbeknownst to Mayra, Rayan stood behind her, his gaze captivated by the gentle sway of her hips and the soft cascade of her hair. His eyes lingered, tracing the contours of her face, drinking in the serenity that surrounded her.

As Mayra turned, her hands cradling the rose petals, she collided with Rayan. The impact sent the delicate flowers swirling around them, like confetti in a whimsical dance.

Time suspended as they stood entwined, petals clinging to their skin and clothing. Mayra's eyes widened, locking onto Rayan's, their faces inches apart. The air vibrated with tension, the world narrowing to this singular moment.

Soft pink petals settled on Rayan's shoulders, framing his chiseled features. Mayra's hair was adorned with delicate rose fragments, as if the flowers themselves had conspired to crown her.

"Sorry," Mayra whispered, her breath grazing Rayan's lips.

Rayan's voice was low, husky. "No apologies necessary."