(UFW sequel#2) (Unwanted series#3)
Ask me. What was my fault in all this? Just this I love him without my knowledge. I fell for him when I knew he could torn me apart. Slowly I felt lightheaded and my head hit the floor where my blood was pooled.
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||Arash POV||
(This POV is from chapter 14. Where Arash biological mother called Mirha)
I was fuming with anger not on Mirha but on myself. I didn't know why I said those words which hurt her badly. For an unknown reason, I hated myself when I saw hurt in beautiful eyes of hers.
The lights of whole house were off when I went to the kitchen to cook breakfast for Mirha. It was not first time I was cooking for her. I did cook for her everyday because I remembered her brother once told me she didn't know how to cook.
I questioned myself everyday why I was doing this for her? I tried to hate her but ended up with my opposite feelings. Every time I saw her with that man it hurt me too.
She wasn't like other girls but the shadows left on me were making me unable to behave normally.
Last night, Danish told me Mirha's whereabouts but I didn't listen the whole things honestly because I was busied with an important paperwork in front of me. Just one word caught me when he told me she was not coming home.
I was already angry on my few employers for not doing work properly but hearing on Mirha was not coming home made me anger more. And yesterday I leashed my anger on her which I shouldn't done.
Again my mistake.
I quickly made pancakes for her and put it on the table. I picked my dress coat from the chair and walked out of the house. I saw Danish standing outside. He greeted me and I quickly instructed him.
"Don't let her leave your sight. Keep her safe," I told him, strictly.
He nodded his head. I climbed in my car and went to my office. The hurt in her eyes made me feel guilty and I couldn't concentrate on any meeting that I had today.
My phone was vibrating which made me quickly grabbed it. I was thinking it was from Danish. What if Mirha got angry and left the house, which made me felt scared. Or worst what if she did something to herself.
I quickly answered it without looking at the caller ID.
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"How are you?"
I instantly relaxed when I heard mom voice from other side.
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But then I frowned, ran my fingers in my hairs and sighed.
"Fine, mom!"
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"Son, come home for lunch," Mom said but her voice held order.
