The Lifelong Death

32|| A flashback

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This chapter will answer all your questions as to what is actually going on 😉☺️

It was though, I was surrounded by people. Lots of people. Yet, I was lonely.

It felt as though, I was alone standing on the surface of the moon. As though, I was lost even if there were lots of people for me.

I have so much left to say to you. How could you just leave?

{ HAROON'S POV }

Flashback

Aug 2018 (Five years ago from present time)

"By God's grace, your daughter, Alizeh is out of risk. Her living chances are much higher now", the doctor said making me smile after the longest of time,"However, she will be in coma. In coma for probably years. It might take a whole year, or two years, five years or even ten. We are not sure of that"

TEN YEARS?

"But, don't worry she will live.", he said with hope in his voice.

The doctor gave me three files that were reports of Alizeh, and said, "You can take her home, she doesn't need to stay here. That will only add more charges for you"

"No doctor, I will keep her here", I paused while the doctor seemed confused,"Because she is safe here. The person who tried to murder her is in jail and if he finds out she is alive, he will try to harm her again. It's best if she stays here in peace."

"Okay, Mr. Malik, if that keeps her safe then we shall keep her here", he said and left.

My daughter will live.

And in order for her to live I have to make sure of her safety. I can't let that Amir harm her again.

Three days later

"This it it!", I said as I put the newspaper on the table, "Now, no one will dare to do anything to Alizeh."

I decided to tell the world that Alizeh was dead, since it was very uncertain of when Alizeh will gain consciousness.

And this way, Amir will break. No more like shatter. He tortured my daughter and now he claims that he loves her? Love doesn't even exist in that family!

Abbasi family is a family that has terrorism in their blood. I will never let them harm anyone. And when the concern was about my daughter, I had to take matters in my own hand.

And now, when Alizeh will wake up I will tell her that Amir killed himself . I will tell her Amir commited suicide.

That would be the best for her safety.

Death was indeed the only way to keep Amir away from Alizeh. And Alizeh away from Amir. They both had clearly developed an obsession for each other that they claimed to be in love.

End of flashback

I entered the room Alizeh was in.

"Alizeh betaa", I said as she wiped her tears, "Alizeh stop crying, that Amir killed himself... you need to get over it!"

She looked at me with hate filled eyes, as though it was all my fault. And suddenly she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. As though, she let out the anger in her.

"Baba I can never get over it. You have no idea how much he has done for me. He didn't kill me. He had saved my life. He was ready to die for me-"

"Shh", I said as I subconsciously slapped her.

"Look, I-I am so sorry it's just that he ruined your life and you are here trying to justify what he did", I said with a voice filled with guilt.

What magic did Amir do to Alizeh?

"Baba, please for God's sake ghussa thokdo (stop being angry)", she paused, "Amir saved from getting raped baba raped! He was ready to surrender himself for some selfish desire of mine. And he was ready to die for me!"

Tears swelled down her cheeks, while her eyes turned red.

"And now you're mad at someone that has died. Someone who killed himself in guilt?"

That was it. I made Alizeh believe Amir was dead. Now, she would never search for him!

{ ALIZEH'S POV }

"And now you're mad at someone that has died. Someone who killed himself in guilt?", I said as tears ran down my cheeks. I immediately wiped it away, as though I was pretending to be strong.

Yet, I was broken. Both internally and externally.

It was as though Amir was an armor. Or a shield. A shield I couldn't put away, no matter how much you told me the war was over.

Because for me, the war had only started.

"The strongest of people are ones that are beautifully broken", a voice said. It was Amir's voice.

Even if six years had passed his voice still echoed. Echoed loudly in my ears.

It was as though I could feel his presence. But, I knew he wasn't there.

And I realized baba had left.

I looked at the table beside me. It had a new phone. The iphone 13.

It would be something I would be dying to buy. But right now, it was as though the materialistic happiness didn't matter one bit to me.

I changed. I didn't laugh the same way anymore. I didn't talk the same way anymore. I didn't live the same way anymore. I was just tired. Tired of everything.

I wasn't even worthy of wishing for my death.

I AM SOOOOOO SORRY FOR THE LATE UPDATE 🙃 I WAS SO BUSY WITH LIFE. HOPEFULLY I WILL UPDATE SOONER NOW. ALSO CRAPPY CHAPTER I KNOW 🙃