He was sitting on bed in front of me in white shirwani. The look of utter adoration and devotion was completely visible in his ocean blue eyes. So much love in those eyes and I couldn't reciprocate even a percent of it.
The guilt starting eating me...
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"Where were you that night? Where were you?"
I look at him with my eyes full of complain and grief for what would have been lost. I wanted yell at this man and shout at him. If he have been present in Pakistan that night and not have gone away. Today I would have been his wife and I would have been because he was the person that I once loved.
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Two people joined by the beauty of nikkah. Would they able to grow their heart for each other when one of them has betrayed the other. Would that betrayal be ever forgiven or will they remain tied by a unexpected forced nikkah.
Will be out soon...
What do you think about my new novel. Tell me about your thoughts. I will post epilogue soon too.
