AssalamoAlaikum.
How life is? Mine is combating with tissues and medicines these days.
This chapter has taken long and I understand it. From now on I will try updating on weekends if Allah wills.
This chapter is a farewell gift for sabagul28 as she is about to pursue her dreams. Drop a best wishes message in her conversations. The recent cover is a gift for me from her side along with many other beautiful covers. We will try them as well.
Thank you so much for your support! I owe great to you all!
Now read and enjoy! There is something we all had been craving for since ages in it!
Until next time,
Byeeeeeeeeee.
Allah Hafiz.
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"It has made me better loving you ... it has made me wiser, and easier, and brighter. I used to want a great many things before, and to be angry that I did not have them. Theoretically, I was satisfied. I flattered myself that I had limited my wants. But I was subject to irritation; I used to have morbid sterile hateful fits of hunger, of desire. Now I really am satisfied, because I can't think of anything better."
And she stole the glance of the man beside her. The black gown paired with a maroon scarf witnessed her heart thumping and she closed the book while bookmarking the page. She was changing. She was transforming but she never knew that it was as usual as a girl has to do or was she willingly opening new worlds to herself. Was black really powerful? Yes. It was in her case. The entire charisma of their first meeting was due to black and she had surrendered long ago before the colour, black and the man himself.
"Irtiza, please say it all. I am bad at waiting. Sometimes this tiny pendant stops beaming and I fear that the mere reason for this marriage is more powerful than my love. I wish I could tell you without waiting for the usual waters and clear skies but I cannot." She turned her neck and a tear laced her eyelashes.
"Do you have any meetings today?" Looking in the back view mirror he said.
"I do not really know. I wish the things are fine there." Controlling her aching heart she replied and fixed her eyes on the shiny black road.
"Wish you all the luck. I have complete trust in your abilities. I know that you will nail it." Stopping by the parking lot he said and a fine smile hit her lips after ages.
"I wish that your proposal gets submitted. I know that you will nail it." She said and repeated his words.
He raised his eyebrows and chuckled. Exiting the car he opened her door and placed her file in her hands.
"You have to do it. Baba is waiting to see his lovely daughter doing some miracles." He affirmed and her eyes gleamed.
"You are getting late so I am." Saying politely to her he smiled.
"Allah Hafiz."
"Allah Hafiz."
And her eyes caught him working on his phone from the window blinds. Their eyes met from the distance of four hundred feet and something strange filled her heart.
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"With each passing day it is getting more difficult for me to forget you, or to not remember you in every single moment or to not miss you being by my side. I am falling, Sataish."
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