My Salvation (CURRENTLY EDITING)

Chapter 56

Nawal's POV

It's a blessed feeling to be loved by the love of your life. The care, the attention, the feeling of you being the most important person even though you hardly deserve to be, is such an incredible feeling.

I feel I am hard on Aadil. Even though I know what he went through, the pain, the distress, the hurt, the sufferings, I still am not going back to him completely. It's not that I don't want to, who will ever wish to stay away from there loved ones? Especially when that person is all that you can say head over heels on you! It's not only one-sided, even I am but I won't disclose it now or else I won't be able to stop myself from going back to him.

A knock on the door brought me out of my la-la land. "Nawal, are you ready yet? We are getting late!"

Sugar! I've still not decided what to wear, I want to wear something which matches with Aadil showing that we are a couple. We and couple, it gives a tingling sensation in my stomach. I need to have a grip on my blood vessels running across my cheeks.

"Ah, Aadil, could you please help me out in c-choosing a d-dress?" the battle going on within myself among the brain and the heart had a very tough competition. Asking this simple yet the most difficult question got me stuttering. Aadil looked at me with a smirk and walked towards the closet and stood beside me, not too close but not even far enough.

"At times I feel so proud that it is me and only me who has the ability to make you blush and wallah, you look so cute that I can't help but keep on falling for you harder every single time." Ya Allah, I feel I am a very close competition to a tomato. I began rubbing my cheeks off.

"Don't, don't do that. I just told you I am proud of it. In fact, I should click a picture of you this way, you know to show our kids how their mom used to blush when she was in the company of their handsome dad!" he took the phone from the pocket and started clicking pictures. I immediately hid my face under his chest and mumbled to stop pulling my leg! He pulled me close and held me tightly and started clicking pictures again.

"That's enough for now. Can you select the dress for me now?" He pouted a little and I swear my insides were saying 'aww' loudly. I somehow controlled myself and he made his way to my closet. Surprisingly he didn't make much mess as he does with his clothes. His face looks determined as if picking my dress was the most important thing for him. I was shamelessly watching him and hoping he won't notice me.

He selected a beautiful dark blue coloured top which had a belt near the waist, on trying it, it would give a puffed kind of look similar to a frock. The top was sleeveless. It had a long black coloured embroidered net that would cover the arms. Though it was simple but quite beautiful!

"Guess a black pant will do. You'll look beautiful in it. Not that you don't look on a regular basis. Now go!" And with that, he made his way out.

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I took a quick shower and wore the dress. Honestly? This dress looks like it was made for me. I kept twirling around my mirror that I didn't notice Aadil entering my room.

"Ay! I am not done yet. Go and wait for...ten minutes. Yeah, that much time is enough for me. Oh, an- why are you coming here? I just said-"

When I turned around, I saw his gaze in a fixed position, specifically on my arms. Why-

Oh, God. Oh no. No. No, no, no! How could I be so careless? How I didn't notice the sleeves barely cover my arms, let alone my scars! I slowly looked up to see his reaction and he looked pale. The blood drained out of his face, looking horrified. The secret that I tried covering up was in front of his eyes. I knew that at this moment he will look at me with disgust and not with warmth and love. I tried to not think about that but my eyes deceived me by watering.