We are meant to be💕 Book1 [wattys2017][completed✅]. Under editing.

Chapter 3

***If you have any prayers to pray, please offer them then read the story.***Amna's POV
It has been two months since I left the hospital and got back to work. My boss never pressurized me with anything heavy. I don't know what he was doing with the more serious work.
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I finished work and went to his house that was already like my own home. I felt at peace there.

     He stopped me at the entrance and looked at me with teary eyes.

"Are you OK, Daniyal?" I  asked him, worry lasing my voice.  He was my friend. Or rather said my best friend. I had to know what is happening with him. Friends are for that to share and care.
"I am OK. Do not worry for me Amna. Just I have some stress from work" He said. But his tears were slipping down his face. I do not know what happened to him but seeing him like that... My heart. It pained seeing him in this state.
"Are you sure you are OK? Do you want to talk about it?" I said looking in his teary eyes.
"No. I will be ok. Just." And he paused. Suddenly he came to me and crushed me into a hug.
I couldn't stand in front of him and lie him that I can't see, because that is what he heard from my sister.
"Daniyal, why are you crying?" I asked softly, in a calm like tone only enough for him to hear. I was feeling my voice shaky as I was that to him.
"How? How do you know that I am crying? I am not." He tried to excuse himself but unsuccessfully. Because I knew it.
"Daniyal?" I softly said.
"Yeah?" He replied with a shaky voice. I saw a man crying for a first time in my life.
"You are crying. I can see it.
Don't try to hide it." I softly said. And looked in his still teary eyes silently pouring like a river of tears that have been held from many, many years from spilling out.
"Can you see, Amna?" His voice became angry and cold.
"Y. Yes... I can.. With one of my eyes." I mumbled under my breath but he heard me.
Blind people have very strong sense of hearing, smelling and touching. And I knew that, since I was blind myself almost my whole life.
"So... Your sister lied when she said blind?" He asked
"No, she did not. I am born premature, so I had to be in an incubator. My blindness is from there." I said shakily not wanting to remember anything about my family.
"You! You lied me! You said you are blind, right? then how you saw my tears?" He yelled at me.
"I got..." I was on the way to say but...
'Slap!'
He slapped me across the face.
Tears started forming in my eyes but I blinked them away. Then I closed my eyes expecting the worst.
I knew what will happen since my sister and mother always did it on me.
Punishment. I would get punishment for just being blind.
I collected my thoughts together with my belongings and got into my room since I lived downstairs. Before closing the door I yelled:

"I'll leave your house soon, don't worry!"

Daniyal's POV

An employee angered me so much... Trying to betray me after giving them so much trust... I. I can't believe it... Why did everyone had to leave me? Why?

But when I got home something in me melted. Something happened and I couldn't resist the tears anymore. I started crying sitting on the sofa. I didn't know what to do. then she entered the house. Something in me made me to stand up and stop her. I don't know what happened, I wasn't in my senses. after a minute or 2 but... I slapped her.

She ran right to her room. I felt so bad. I am such... Such an idiot...
I quickly went to her door. I stopped and took a deep breath. I don't know what this girl was doing to me. But I felt like there is some kind of pain in my heart when I hurt her.
"Knock, knock." I softly knocked on her door.
"I don't want to talk to you." She said crying. My heart squeezed... So painful.
"Please, open. I need to talk to you."

"I won't open! Leave... M. Me alone." she said. I could hear her sobs and that made my heart pain even more.

"Please, Amna, Please... Open." I said weakly, not able to hold it anymore. I sat on the floor. I waited and waited until she calmed down and knocked on the door again.

     Amna's POV

I heard his weak voice. I knew he was there, I know his heart was paining. But I was hurt. Hurt more than him.

But just like the prophet peace be upon him has said "Be merciful to others and Allah will be merciful to you." So, I decided to give him a chance. I washed my face, removed all traces of tears and sat on the bed.

    Daniyal's POV

"OK. Come. I will give you a chance." She said not crying anymore.
I opened the door and entered the room. her fragrance was in the whole room. The smell of vanilla and something else. I did not know exactly what. But it made me so relaxed. I t made me want to stay and also drove me crazy. I was a mad man... What was happening to me. I closed the door and sat on the bed Next to her, keeping some reasonable distance
I tried to speak but... The words were not coming from my mouth.
"I am sorry, Amna. Forgive me. I didn't mean to slap you." I said hoping that she will understand me.
"No. Do not say sorry. I have to say sorry for coming into your life. I have to say sorry for working for you. I have to say sorry to my sister for leaving her on her own." She said tears spilling from her eyes.
I just turned around and I was shocked. I was shocked from the words she told me. I wanted to hug her, to comfort her. But I knew I can't do that.
I am sorry, Amna. Please, forgive me. Please." I sensed my voice shaking. Tears started forming in my eyes.
"I... I forgive you... OK. Now don't cry child." She softly said.
"OK. But hey! I am not a child!" I complained. And she started laughing. I crushed her into a hug.
I didn't know when she lied on the bed but I was still hugging her. I  lied down too.
She fell asleep. And I was just staying there listening to her soft breaths.
When at a sudden she started mumbling something under her breath.
"No. No. No. Don't leave me please. I don't want to stay here alone. I am scared.
Nooooo!"
She yelled. I held her hand in mine and tried to wake her up but it didn't help. Then I shook her shoulder and with that she woke up.
"What? What are you doing?" She said sleepily.
"I did nothing. You were screaming in your dreams." I whispered.
"I am sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. I am used to it. I get these nightmares almost every time I sleep." She said with a sleepy voice. I hugged her. I don't know what was happening with me but every time when I was getting close to her my heart skipped a beat.
I knew what that meant. I just did not want to be attached to anyone.
Something in my mind made me go closer to her just so that she can know that I am there.
"Daniyal?" She asked softly.
My heart skipping the beat when hearing my name out of her mouth.
"Yeah?" I softly whispered enough for her to hear me.
"Don't stay up too late. Just go to sleep." She softly said and snuggled more into me.
"You don't want me to go, do you? It seems like it, right?" I teased her.
"I want you to go to sleep. I don't know if I will sleep until the morning. But you should go sleeping. Now, OK?" She innocently said. And I tightened my grip on her.
Amna's Pov:
Don't know how he came so close to me. But I enjoyed. My heart was rapidly beating in my chest every time he came close to me.
Time passed and soon we fell sleep hugging each other. Who knew that friends can become more than friends? Just for a short moments depending on the cases that happen in our life?
I woke up earlier than Daniyal and made breakfast. Then I went to wake him up just in time for Fajr.
We prayed together. We always prayed together and he taught me Quran and how to recite it.
It always felt good when we were praying together.
After prayer we ate breakfast and went to work. Thankfully everything was normal again as it was.
We enjoyed our lifes and it was good. We were also getting closer and closer.
But something would change and I knew it. Because the happiness always ran away from me like I am darkness and I am going to scare it.

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