"You can control your destiny, but not your fate. It can change anyone's life in just a few seconds. Accept the things to which fate binds you and love the people with whom fate brings you together, but do so with all your heart."
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CHAPTER THREE MEETS
Author pov:- ♡ . .
She opened her house's door with a bang and entered. She desperately called her mother, "mom," no response, "mumma," again no response.
She tensed up; her breaths are heavy; she starts researching for her. After some minutes, she spots her in the dining area; she is sitting there quietly and lost somewhere.
She felt relief seeing her. She went near her, asking calmly, "What happened, mom? Why you asked me to come home urgently?" Her breath is still heavy. She looked around. She isn't able to see her mother's face clearly because of dim lights. Her mother never let light like this in the evening.
When she was a few feet away, she saw her mother's face and eyes clearly; they're not like before; they're colorless and emotionless now. She got worried looking at her; she waited for her, but her mother didn't answer her.
She comes into her personal space and kneels down before her, placing both her hands on her mother's hands, and softly asks, "What happened, mom?"
Her mother looked into her eyes and took a beat of minutes before answering, "Your father came here today." Her body numb hearing her father's name.
She breathed and gulped hard before asking, "He came here? When? why? Now what he wants?"
Eight years!
Eight freaking long years
In these years, he never came to see us or meet us. Not once as a responsibility of family, of us, of a man, but suddenly he came today. Why? Why did he come?
Eight years she craves for father's love,
her father's love!
She sleeps at night in hope that he'll come tomorrow to meet her, then she'll hug him tightly while complaining, Why did he not come to meet her? but that tomorrow never comes in her life. Her heart ached, hurting and broken with craving for his love, her father's love.
She slept with try-in her eyes at the end of the day. Slowly her tears disappear and hatred appears in its place, and her hatred increases more when...
She zoons out by her mother's voice; Aayesha looks in her eyes; they're moist while saying, "He came here and told me that he fixed your marriage."
She flabbergasted and eyes widen by her words; she forgets blinking eyes, and her hand slips away from her mother's. She looked at her and asked, "What?"
Her mother nods in response. She asked further, "But why, mom? Why does he suddenly want to marry me? Why?" She voice came out shakily.
She answered her, "I don't know." She paused and added, "He just came and told me that he fixed your marriage, and they're coming tomorrow to see you and left."
