His Unbroken Ties

Chapter Two

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As the dawning of the day approached. The sky above me glistened, with the darkest shade of red. Mixing against the light pink. The soft morning breeze glided past the four corners of the open terrace courtyard, drifting from corner to corner.  I merely remained in awe at the mesmerising sunrise before me, wondering if there was ever anything more beautiful than the moon parting with her lover, and the sun greeting the world every morning, knowing he would never meet his lover, but optimism being his only hope. I thought quietly.

I needed optimism in my life now, more than ever.

A heavy weight remained on my shoulders. Like those of an abounded chest, carrying darkest secrets. Burdening one's soul. It's incessant presence only grew by the passing second, as the clock ticked by and the fiery sky dissolved slowly into a lighter shade of blue, or so I could make out. 

A cold breeze slowly swept by me, making me swallow sharply, trying to blink away the tears stinging my eyes. The overpowering emotions I tried hiding away now came back tenfold, holding me a prisoner against the unknown future that awaited me. 

I knew a day would come, when such a topic was to be discussed. Though, I didn't expect it to be now. On this day. Heaving in a deep breath, my gaze flickered away from sky and on towards the open courtyard. Tears stung my eyes rapidly, allowing them to rush down freely on their own will. Releasing a soft sigh, the cold breeze continued enveloping across my body, making my arms wrap around each other in comfort, in hopes of warding it off. 

The voices that had kept me awake all night came back, overcrowding every other thought. How could they expect me to get married? Why would they think I was ready to forget so quickly? Wiping the warm tears that continued escaping on to my cheeks, I slowly gripped against the wooden swing. My mind swirling with hundreds of emotions. 

Get married. Again.

How could I? How could I be with another man when Yaseen was my everything. He was the very air I breathed. How was I to look at another man when it's Yaseen's face I searched for. The more I thought, the louder the voices in my head became. Surely, this must be a mistake. I murmured as my hand folded in to a fist, whilst gripping onto the wood pillar beside me for support. 

" If only you were here"

I whispered softly. My teary eyes staring at the sky above me. Hoping, somehow, somewhere Yaseen could hear me. That somehow, he could come back home even though I knew. It was impossible. No matter how many times I asked, Yaseen wouldn't ever descend onto the entrance steps, like he had promised so many years ago. He wouldn't be wearing his uniform, nor would he have his duffel bag besides him, whilst his strong arms wrapped around me tightly, promising he wouldn't leave me, not now, not ever.  

" Aazeen! Dad and Mum have been looking for you everywhere. Why are you here?"

Sumbal loud voice rang. Echoing across the large yard on the terrace making me tense. Not expecting anyone to find me here. This was my safe haven. The only place in the entire household I could come and clear my head. Intaking a deep breath, my shaky hands reached forward brushing past against my burning cheeks. 

Wiping the tears away. I pulled my veil upwards. Trying to look as decent as I possibly could. Not wanting anyone to question why I was on the terrace again, hoping for long forgotten dreams.  Standing up from the swing, I felt it move against my legs. The low creaking sound echoing all around.