Waqas's POV
I went to the office after leaving her the note. It would really be a hell for her from now on.
I tried to concetrate on my work. But I couldn't. Something was happening with me.
U didn't know what was it. I couldn't stop thinking about Fatima and that last night.
I felt pain in my heart, like I was really guilty.
"You are guilty for all that happened. " her words from yesterday sounded in my head.
I need to take a rest. I got up and went to the windows. Staying near the window and watching outside is my favorite way to rest. I prayed and asked the most merciful for forgiveness. I needed to say sorry to my wife. But how?
An idea popped in my head. I thought to accept her and our child. I would achieve my dreams could wait. There's nothing better than having a child. I don't know what a person is Fatima but I will understand. I went to the near by shop to buy flowers.
I got into the car to gome.
All at a sudden a car came behind me. I stopped, giving a chance the person to pass, but all at a sudden something happened and my car was spun around. I fell unconcious.
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Fallen angel. Broken, bruised and loved {completed}
Espiritual#Completed #355 in spiritual Alhamdulillah. "Leave me! What has my family done to you?" "Shut the hell up! You are the reason for my business suffering!" He shouted pinning me to the wall. Fatima Abbassi A perfect daughter and a muslim. She is like...
