The Mafia's Bride

Chapter 29

Hazar's pov

I opened my eyes when the light hit my face I was lying on the prayer mate I don't remember when I felt asleep maybe sometime after fajar I stood up slowly looking at the empty room my eyes fell on her side of the bed I walked over the pillow still smells like her . I sat there smelling the pillow until the knock on the door bought me out of my thought

Hayat

Did she returned I rushed to the door only to see Fatima bey standing here with a breakfast tray in her hand

"Hazar Bey , eat something you need energy to heal " she said looking at me with concerned voiced

". I am not hungry" she cut me off and walk
past me and walk into the room

"I know what you did was wrong, She loves you . She waited for you all this time . Give her some time and If you really love her show her that yiu do "she said gentleally tapping my shoulders and walk out if the room

sat there for a long time after she left. Her words echoed, soft but sharp, cutting through the silence that had swallowed the house whole.

If you really love her, show her that you do.

I ran a hand down my face, staring at the cold cup of tea she'd made before leaving for the hospital. Everything around me smelled like her — faint traces of perfume, the shawl she left hanging by the chair, her earring still on the nightstand. Each piece of her screamed at me for what I'd done.

I picked up the earring, closing my fist around it. "I tried to protect you," I muttered under my breath. "And all I did was hurt you."

I stood up and walked straight to my car I could hear the guards running after me but I didn't care or maybe it didn't matter in the moment all that mattered was Hayat I had to talk to her , to see her once , to see if she's okay , to hold her once in my arms

I ignore the shooting pain in my shoulder and kept driving to Azkars house

I stoped in front of the game and walked out the car

Azkar was there in the lawn

"Hazar " He seemed shocked
"What are you doing here , did you drive yourself?" he asked

"I am fine Hayat where is she I want to see her once I promise i will leave after that "

"Hazar look We are friends but you lied to the both of us , you can't expect her to be normal just yet " His voice now a little loud

Azkar stepped forward, blocking my path. His eyes, usually calm, were now hard with a mix of disappointment and worry.

"You're still recovering. You shouldn't even be here," he said, lowering his voice but not his stance.

I clenched my fists. "I don't care about me. I just need to see her." My voice cracked on the last word.

"Hazar..." he sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Do you even understand what you've done? You pulled her into your world. Into this." He gestured vaguely, like the weight of everything between us was too big to name. "She's terrified, angry... and broken."

My throat tightened. "I know." I swallowed hard. "I know, Azkar. And if I could cut myself open and take it back, I would. But I can't. I just... I just need to see her once."

Azkar's gaze softened for a flicker, but then he shook his head. "She doesn't want to see you right now. She hasn't stopped crying since we brought her here. Let her breathe."

"I can't." The word came out like a growl. I took a step closer, ignoring the fire in my shoulder. "Do you have any idea what it's like to wake up and she's not there? To think maybe she's gone for good? To know that if I lose her, I'll never forgive myself?"