Echoes of Heartbreak- meerab and murtasim 's fate.

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Meerab’s heart was racing, her thoughts a whirlwind of confusion and realization. She tried to gather her words, but everything felt too jumbled to make sense.

"Murtasim, I don't know what to say. I…"

Meerab’s voice wavered, her uncertainty plain in her trembling tone.

Murtasim offered her a gentle smile, stepping back slightly to give her space. The warmth in his gaze softened, but there was a quiet resignation hidden beneath it.

"It's okay. You don't have to say anything. I understand,"

he said softly, his voice steady, yet tinged with unspoken pain.

Meerab’s eyes remained locked on him, her thoughts racing.

"Who said that Hannan’s mother sent his proposal for me?"

she asked abruptly, her curiosity piqued.

Murtasim’s smile faltered slightly, his expression clouding over.

"Mahir,"

he replied, his voice low.

Shock flickered across Meerab's face as she absorbed his words. She met his eyes, her own wide with disbelief.

"Who told you that Sara and you were about to get engaged?"

Murtasim questioned, his tone a mix of hurt and confusion.

Meerab hesitated, then answered quietly, "Haya."

Murtasim’s jaw tightened. The weight of the lies they had both been fed was becoming clearer.

"Meerab, I don’t know why she lied to you. Sara is like a sister to me. We didn’t have anything like that between us,"

he explained, his voice firm, yet pleading for her to believe him.

Meerab’s mind began piecing the puzzle together. Hannan’s earlier request for her to call him by name suddenly made sense. She recalled Mahir's meddling and Haya’s false claims. The truth became glaringly obvious.

Her expression shifted, determination replacing doubt.

"Mahir. I won’t leave that idiot,"

she muttered under her breath, her frustration evident.

Murtasim blinked, taken aback.

"Mahir? What do you mean?"

Meerab looked at him earnestly, her voice steady.

"Murtasim, Hannan bhai is like a brother to me. His mother never asked for a proposal."

Murtasim stared at her in shock. "What?"

She nodded firmly.

"Why would Mahir do this? Why would he lie?"

he asked, struggling to process the revelation.

Meerab took a deep breath, her tone softening.

"He didn’t want us to part ways,"

she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.

Murtasim's gaze lingered on her, searching her face for answers. His heart swelled with emotions he couldn’t name relief, gratitude, and something deeper.

Meerab, sensing the heaviness of the moment, quickly changed the topic.

"Ahmm. I think we should sleep,"