Whispers of Destiny: the Mysterious Union of Zaviyar and Noor

He left me

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After everyone wrapped up their dinner, the guests began to leave, offering their blessings one last time, filling the air with goodwill. 

As I settled into the car beside Zaviyar, the atmosphere felt charged, thick with unspoken thoughts and emotions. I could sense the weight of the moment pressing down on us, and I knew I had to seize this opportunity to talk to him. 

There were so many questions bubbling inside me, each one more pressing than the last. I wanted to understand his feelings, his thoughts about our situation.

 I could feel my heart racing, urging me to push through the fear that held me back. this was our chance to bridge the gap between us, to explore the possibility of a connection, even if it was just a flicker of hope in the darkness. 

But I was also really scared because deep down, I knew he didn't like me or my presence at all. My heart was pounding like a drum, each beat echoing my anxiety as I gathered the courage to speak. 

Finally I took a deep breath and said "Zaviyar, I know you don't hold any affection for me, and I understand why, but now that we're bound in this relationship I really hope you give this marriage a chance. even if we cant be husband and wife, can we at least try to be roommates? I could see the shadows of doubts in his eyes, and it made my stomach twist.

 I was acutely aware that you only agreed to marry again for your grandma's sake, and then everything changed when my cousin sister ran away, leaving you without a bride. 

I never imagined I would end up in this positions, marrying someone I barely know. you know how much I wanted to avoid this - I never dreamed of marrying anyone, but I am, standing before you, for the sake of our son Ziyan we can give this marriage a chance plss Zaviyar, feeling both lost and hopeful. 

As the words tumbled out of my mouth, I rushed through them , my heart racing uncontrollably. I was terrified to even look at him, fearing his reaction, yet I felt an overwhelming need to make him understand my situation.

 I hoped that, beneath the surface of our award circumstances, he could see the sincerity in my plea. I wanted him to feel the weight of my honesty, to realize that I was reaching out, desperate to forge some kind of connection between us.

 What if, in tis unexpected journey, we could find a spark of unexpected journey, we could find a spark of understanding, a flicker of companionship that could light our way forward?

Just when I finished speaking, he slammed the breaks, and the car jolted violently, throwing me against my seat. my heart raced as I looked up, and the sight of his bloodshot eyes filled with fury sent chills down my spine. 

It was if a storm was brewing inside him., and I was caught in the eye of it. I was taken aback, my breath catching in my throat, and instinctively, I lowered my gaze, unable to bear the weight of his stare. 

Then, his voice erupted, deep and husky, but laced with a raw, seething anger that felt like a physical blow. "You bloody cheap girl, how dare you to call my son as yours he is only my son Zaviyar Ali Khan's son Ziyan Ali Khan keep that in my don't you dare to call him your son, I hate you! You're the reason I lost my best friend ! just because of you! Each word dripped with venom, cutting through the silence like a knife. 

My heart felt like it was shattering with very accusation. "You're a selfish, heartless girl! I will never consider you as my wife ! Your just a rude, mean, arrogant girl who doesn't give a damn about other feelings! you killed my best friend my brother-your a murderer! just get out of my car! I cant stand to see you anymore, or sense I swear I'll end up killing you!