❝When love is at its best,
One loves so much that
He cannot forget.❞
The years he spent loving her from afar. She was out of his league, also for her, he was non-existent.
Now, when he is a successful Movie star, will his first love find a happy en...
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"What?" Fareeha nearly dropped her phone. Adil explained how devastated Dania was. She empathized with her and her eyes turned moist. After disconnecting the call, she turned.
"Dude, this is no time for all this."
"Why? What happened?" He inquired cluelessly, - "Who was on the phone?"
Sarfaraz's expressions changed for a millisecond, but he toughed soon, - "So?"
"So? How can you—"
"How does it affect me? Why should I ruin my honeymoon for her?"
Fareeha tightened her lips, and placed a hand on her hip, - "Someone's mother is gone, and you are—we need to go to the funeral."
"Why? When I don't want to be anywhere near her, then why should you? I am your Shohar, and I forbid you."
Fareeha rolled his eyes, and picked up his shirt, then tossed it to him, - "Chal, chal, there is no melodramatic movie shoot going on here."
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They landed in Mumbai. Much to Sarfaraz's annoyance, Fareeha called Adil and spoke to him.
"The funeral is after Dhur prayer. We will be on time."
"I am not interested."
"Dude." Fareeha hissed, ignoring his protest.
At Sarfaraz's home, Hadiya, Haya, and Almas cheerfully welcomed them. They had prepared a feast, which the entire house enjoyed. Except for Fareeha. She felt it was odd to be celebrating after knowing of someone's death. When she talked about it, everyone went quiet.
Sarfaraz face palmed.
"It is sad. But Fareeha, you don't go. Sarfaraz will go." Hadiya said sternly.
