2)Arranged Imperfectly.

Back after months. (Edited)

Life is challenging and not always easy.
It is difficult to stick with some people,
Take full advantage of it,
What if they have disapproved of you?
Make the most of your life,
Have patience and faith; Allah has everything planned and it will all come to pass at the appropriate time.
You will go through different stages, but you will come out stronger.

Mrs Muskan.
When he returned after a few months, I was struck by the closeness he had with his parents. The moment he walked through the door, the atmosphere in the house brightened and exuded laughter and joy. After months away, he returned, but did he not even give me a warm hug? That is all he did, greet.

"How did your meetings and trip go?"When I worked up the courage, I asked him; we had not talked since he left for Dubai. I waited for him to call or text me at least once a day. Each time a new day began, I felt hopeful, but ultimately let down. I simply gave up hope. I was itching to text him, but I did not want to ruin his day. What if he awaited my first move? No, Muskan! That is not possible.

"It was alright," he replied as he undressed after giving his parents their presents. I wondered what he was searching for as he rummaged through his clothes.

"You know, I bought this watch and bracelet for my very close friend at work. Do you think she would treasure it as a girl?"He asked me. My face color abruptly changed. I stared at him and he stared back at me until I turned away without saying anything. Oh, so he has a female friend.

"Every girl has her own choices," I answered him as I turned to leave his belongings, following his instructions.

"Oh," he said with a tone of disappointment.

"This will make her happy," I said, gesturing to what he had brought and offering him a melancholic yet gentle smile.

Be not jealous, Muskan! Why did I get the impression that he was hinting at something when all she was was a friend?

I waited patiently and said, "Please, can we talk?"

Yes? Would you like to discuss anything? What about your past? How much did you dislike guys like me?Did you prefer guys like Khalid?or like the one behind bars? You threatened me about my parents? "He said everything, and I let him because he had kept some things and situations hidden from our families for so long.

"Should we discuss the fact that you conspired to flee with your ex just to defy me again? Your plan only worked against you, right?He asked me as he approached, and I simply closed my eyes to remain calm.

"Please, Imad, just one chance," I asked him again in a calm tone, and I felt a sudden desire for our marriage to succeed.

He stared at me, and for a moment I felt like I was in another world; those beautiful light blue eyes staring back at me; they softened slightly, but then he was back to his blank stare, his black hair neatly combed, his cheekbones, and then his lips, the way he was staring at me intently as if figuring me out!

Muskan!Take a snapshot of your tour thoughts!

Oh Allah, please help me. How had I not noticed this handsome man before me? And how could I have judged him so cruelly?

He extended his hand towards me, and my eyes widened with fear. I flinched back, and he just stared at me, caught off guard by my actions.

"You thought I would hit you?"He questioned with a pained expression, and I backed away. This reminded me of those belts, and how those people's hands moved slowly as if to say hello...

"I will never hit you, you know," he whispered as he approached, and I wiped away the tears that were flowing.

He really did care—a lot. Didn't he?

"Do not fear me in that way," he said, pausing as I watched him in silence.

My husband had so many sides.

Life after marriage is not simple.

He tried to reassure me and Innoddede, saying, "I am mad at you and I am extremely mad but I will not ever hurt you physically you are safe here." I was too attached to him to be disloyal.

"I asked for another chance. Please give me one."

He gave me a warning, saying, "Just once and this is the last time, do not mess up," before wiping my tears.

As I was saying "thank you," I noticed him taking something out of his backpack.

He had taken off the same bracelet for his friend. Should it have been for his friend, then why was he displaying it to me? He asked me, but why?

My face lit up when he told me, "Today your dad is coming for dinner and he will sleep here, you can have enough time with him."

I said, "Thank you," and we both stood there in silence.

I raised an eyebrow in confusion as he admitted, "I can not even stay mad at you for long." By that, what did he mean?

"How come you did not text me once?"He asked in a low voice, and I was just staring at him dumbfounded. figuring him out.

He waited for my text, really? What became of the sour Imad? Is this really the same guy?

I simply shook my head in response to his question, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
nothing denied

By now, I must have had a bee tomato face because I sensed someone nearby and felt a warm hand on mine. What is the matter with me? in particular when I am facing him?

He put a golden bracelet on my wrist and said, "I am just trying this on you; if it fits you, it means it will fit her." I grinned, but I knew it was not meant for me.

"It is reserved for you," he stated.

Just as I was going to take them off of my wrists, a hand stopped me. I was going to ask him a question when we both heard a ringing sound, and Imad answered the phone.

"What?"He gave a harsh roar and got up, pacing back and forth. I was just staring at him, stunned by his abrupt behavior change; I had never seen him this insane.

"Imad?"I attempted to ask him, but the expression on his face made me shut my mouth as he just looked at me indifferently.

"Have you visited my office today?"He asked me in a cold, expressionless voice, and I gulped, unable to meet his eyes.

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