Inayah's POV:
He rang me today. I actually answered. I didn't think I would. But I did. I didn't think it was possible for something to bring you so much peace yet so much hurt at the same time. But it did. His voice was what I had craved for a while.
I hadn't talked to him in a while. Truth is, ever since that night, I was broken. Completely and utterly. I hadn't known hurt, I hadn't known heartbreak since before him. I guess it's true what they say: never submit your heart to the people of this dunya; they'll take it within their rough hands, they'll play with it, only to drop it, smash it into a hundred pieces and then pick it back up and repeat the process.
Since that day, I promised myself, that no matter how much he apologised, no matter how much my craved his presence, I was to forgive him and move on.
I agreed to meet him, I know. But only to put an end to things. Because truth be told, I've witnessed love. I've gone through this so called "beautiful" emotion called love; and it's a destructive tool. You're required to give your all to a person, you give them your heart, you trust them not to let it fall; but they drop it. They drop it every single time. I was so consumed within my love for Musa that I forgot I had to love myself just as much. That I had to save some heart for myself too. I gave him my all, I spent nights praying for him. Praying he'd see the light. That he'd change his ways, but instead he took the already torn remnants of my heart and tore them further.
The last few months apart gave me plenty of time to think. And I'd decided. I wanted to be my own person. I didn't want to submit myself to someone only for them to become my downfall, my destruction. I was done submitting myself to the dunya. It only ever contributed to me being lost. Instead, I wanted to submit myself to Allah. For I knew, that's the only place it'd find peace. The only place it'd find contentment.
The end.
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Thank you allll so much for reading. So basically if you want to know what happened when they meet just read part 1-3 again. Cause part 4-11 are what happened before then. Sounds confusing but hope y'all enjoyed this as much as I enjoyed writing it. ❤❤❤❤
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Words Apart
Mystery / ThrillerSometimes we speak words with the intention of them not being remembered. But what happens when the very words we speak become the very reason everything falls apart? Read on to see the story of a couple, Inayah and Musa, and how their beautiful mar...
