"There will be no divorce, ever. So think before you say yes." His view fixated on her.
"I've already said yes." Her voice and eyes were dim, too much for anyone to not notice.
"I'm a cruel man so don't you dare humiliate me if you get cold feet and...
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Everyone had left and even the catering and decorating vendors had cleared the backyard after late evening. People were quite punctual here when it came to arriving and leaving. The entire house was empty now. Rehaan had even sent off the house help and Isabel for the night after the hectic day. He was somewhere in the house while Shahwar was roaming in the lounge thinking about something when Isabel was about to head out with her bag and belongings happily.
Shahwar waved at her with a smile and she courteously walked up to her to say goodbye. The conversation led to a huge revelation for Mrs Dur e Shahwar Kazmi. She was telling Isabel to enjoy her night off and in return Isabel had told her about how she'd been waiting for her to approve the room she had prepared for her according to her boss's instructions for his wife. Adding more detail she told Shahwar that the room was for her stay though she was happy that her boss had welcomed his wife with much generosity to his own room too. When Isabel left Shahwar kept on staring at the empty hallway in shock.
All this time Shahwar had been thinking she'd been so sensible maintaining boundaries when she had done the complete opposite. He wanted her in a separate room and she'd slept beside him comfortably when he clearly wasn't okay with it. She felt embarrassed and ashamed of herself. She decided to stop being such a nuisance for him and walked to the other side of the first floor looking for the room Isabel had mentioned.
There was a room in the corner of the area and she opened it to find a neat pink and lavender tone bedroom. Things did look like it was probably set up for a girl to fit in. It wasn't as big as the room she had been in one day ago, but it was slightly close to the size of her room in her father's house.
Sighing she went to Rehaan's room and filled her hands with some of her clothes from his closet and walked to the other room. For now she wanted to first change her clothes. She put her hands back to remove the buttons but she could only go up to the third one. It was impossible to get it off. She tried different positions to get out of the dress but it wasn't happening.
She laid on the bed thinking she'd surely be in this dress till she died alone in the room. No one was there to help her in the house either with the wretched clothing. Did Rehaan do this for her to feel truly like a loser?
On the other hand Rehaan Kazmi had been looking all around the house for his wife who was nowhere to be found. He had thought she'd be in the bedroom, but she wasn't there, he went inside his closet peeking slightly just to check if she was there but it only had a stumbling change of some clothes hanging from the sides of his closet spaces which were filled with his wife's clothes till morning like they were stuffed inside to fit in at any cost. Sensing a little hint of idea what might have happened he walked towards the other side of the floor.
He opened the door and saw Shahwar standing near the drawer searching for something, she turned to see at the sound of door opening. "What are you doing here?" His voice was cold as he eyed the bundle of clothes sprawled on the bed.
