Aditya Found his world crushing down after the accident he had which left him defected
Zoya on the hand was broken within except that she decided to sacrifice her life for the little girl
How will their worlds collide and they become one?
To know pe...
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"Zoya I would Like to Marry You " He whispers happily
Zoya nods acknowledging with a small smile not either sad or happy with a neutral feeling.
"But – "
The next words of his makes Zoya shocked as her eyes turns furious "Get Out !" She snaps angrily .
"Zoya – Think twice –you know – I can –"
"Shut up just shut up ! You can But I cannot leave – Out of My Sight !—Leave !" She snaps furiously
"Zoya – I can get anyone – But who will marry a woman like you ?"He spats at her venomously.
"Leave !"
Clenching his fist with bloodshot red angry eyes He leaves the place . Zoya who had been acting all brave falls on her knees as the floodgates open as she weeps loudly .
Small tiny palms goes around her neck hugging her from behind "Mama" , Zoya wipes her tears quickly as She puts up a smile before cradling her baby in her arms .
"Mama Ywo (You) Crwing (Crying) ? ",
Zoya chuckles hearing her babyish voice "No Mama No Crying Okay?" ,
The Baby nods and pouts holding Zoya's bosom over the clothing circling around it , Zoya smiles ,
"My Baby is Hungry?"
The Baby pouts as she says "Bawy (Baby) Hwungry (hungry) ",
Zoya stands up with her baby in her arms and walks towards the bed , Sitting comfortably She chuckles seeing how eager her baby is with the way her little puny palms is trying to pull the strap of the clothing down .
Shaking her head Zoya pulls the zipper near the neckline down to Feed her baby . Zoya smiles seeing the way her baby was holding her bosom while sucking onto her milk .
"Zoha " , Zoya whispers caressing her little hairs while kissing her forehead . Seeing her baby girl fallen asleep while Feeding onto her milk . Zoya gently removes her little palms from her bosom and tucks her to the bed .
Her Baby Girl , Zoha , was three years old by now yet the habit of Feeding onto her milk had not vanished , Her baby girl was the most precious little bundle of joy Zoya ever was bestowed upon in her life . Zoya had been unlucky since the day She was born , Zoya was cursed as the girl who took away or rather killed her mother on the day she was born . Zoya's Father had pushed Zoya away from him unable to grieve with the loss of his wife , It was her Daadi , Her Father's mother who had loved Zoya and brought her up , Zoya throughout her life had craved her Father's affection but instead Each time She was sighted with his hatred and cruel words which stabbed her heart .
