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"ɪ'ʟʟ ᴇxᴘʀᴇꜱꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇꜱꜱᴇɴᴄᴇ ꜱᴏ ᴠɪᴠɪᴅʟʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ᴇɴᴄᴏᴜɴᴛᴇʀꜱ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴅꜱ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴀᴄʜᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇᴇ ʏᴏᴜ."
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"You ruined my clothes! Do you even know their worth?!" Ishaq shouted at her.
"I might not know th...
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⇢Author Pov𑁍ࠬܓ
Ishaq was seething with anger, his mind racing as he tried to figure out his next move. Suddenly, an idea struck him like a lightning bolt. Without wasting a second, he grabbed his phone and called one of his trusted office staff.
“Track this number,” he demanded, his voice cold and sharp. The staff member, skilled in such tasks, knew exactly what to do.
A sly smirk spread across Ishaq's face as he muttered under his breath, “I’ve always loved villains in stories, but sometimes... a hero can become the most dangerous villain of all.” His dark chuckle echoed in the empty room, sending a chill into the silence.
Moments later, his phone buzzed with a message. The number had been successfully tracked.
Ishaq’s eyes gleamed with a mix of satisfaction and menace as he glanced at the location. Without hesitation, The air around him seemed to crackle with tension as he started the car again, his grip on the steering wheel firm and unyielding.
“Let’s see how this story ends,” he murmured, his voice low and brimming with determination, as he sped off into the night.
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⇢Rimsha's Pov𑁍ࠬܓ
"Ya Allah..." A soft, trembling whisper escaped my lips. Darkness surrounded me, pressing in from every corner. Ahyan had locked me in this room—maybe a storeroom; I didn’t know for sure. Fear and despair clawed at me as tears streamed down my face.
I cried until my chest ached, and when the sobs quieted, I closed my eyes. In the darkness behind my eyelids, I saw them—my Ammi and Abbu, their warm smiles a distant memory. A shaky whisper escaped me, "Ammi... Abbu... it's too much. It hurts so much. Living like this is so hard. Please, take me with you. Please..." My voice broke, "Take your daughter Rimsha with you."
When I opened my eyes again, they were heavy with tears that blurred everything around me. My voice, barely audible, asked the question that tore at my heart. "Why, Ammi? Why, Abbu? Why did you leave me?"
