"The saddest part of it all is ... I've grown accustomed to being unappreciated and treated with disrespect, I don't even have the courage to defend myself ... The girl who based everything on respect and dignity, won't even fight for her own anymore ... I don't have the energy ... I can't."
Zara's voice was almost as soft as a whisper. Only just loud enough to hear above the wind.
Ali watched as the wind played with her hair, blowing it in all directions. Silent tears streaming down her cheeks as she stared straight out into the sunset.
His heart ached at the sorrow in her eyes. The pain reflected in her deep emerald orbs burning a deep hole into his soul. It was unbearable. Seeing her in that state and not being able to do anything about it. It tore his heart into shreds. Which made him think ... He was hurting just seeing her like this ... While she lived that pain for years.
Ali made a silent vow in that moment to himself ... He couldn't do much about the past, but he'd make sure she'd experience so much happiness from there on, it would make her forget all about her past.
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RandomLife won't always be kind and fair to everyone. Everyone won't be fed with golden spoons. If you want it, you'll have to get it yourself. Zara had to learn this the hard way around. She had always been a fiercely independent being. Her strong person...
