Lost, a totally different story from other
A girl named Haya, like every girl dreamed a happy life after marrying his childhood crush but turn of events lead her from her party life to heart break then change of life style and then a decision which...
It was almost two weeks of being married to him and only thing that I felt in these week was how much he didn't wanted it. He didn't came to his room anymore and ended up sleeping anywhere but his room which made me feel more alienated than I did before
Currently I was pacing the room to make Noor fall asleep but today she was in no mood to do it.
Lately she picked up a strange habit of holding my hair in her fist while going to sleep and whom should I blame it is entirety my fault I never tie my hair when I sleep.
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"---Ouch" ... I hissed as she pulled them again.
" Nooooooor...." I whined taking my hair out of her small fist.
Frustrated I placed her on bed and started to bread my hair which she was keenly observing along showing her disapproval that why I am tying my hair.
I was almost in middle when the door opened revealing a tired Ashar with his laptop bag that he almost threw on ground and slumps on the sofa while taken in, what I was doing up at this time.
Being self conscious I left my hair and took my dupatta on my head. Without glancing at me he started removing his shoes and leaned back with tiredness written all over his face.
Suddenly I felt bad for him so I thought why not bring the food for him. I think it is the least I can do.
It almost took me 10 minutes to bring heated food in but it was too late, by the time I came, he was already asleep next to Noor.
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He seemed so peaceful while sleeping that waking him up seemed as a bad idea.
Suddenly an awkwardness settled in air, him being so close made me feel awkward and with his intimidating body on the bed, the bed suddenly felt smaller than it ever did.
Giving him covers, hesitantly I laid down gathering Noor on my side as far as possible. It was first night he was here. I felt less guiltier with him on left side.
I don't know why he believed in me but all I know is that, this man is already in my good books.
