The story revolves around a middle class girl named "Ifza Zafar" a 23 year old living her simple yet best life away from all sorts of problematic things and people unaware of being born as the only heir of the richest and the cursed "Malik" family...
We reached to party hall. Everyone was happy to see me along with Zain.
"There they are. Together. Aren't they looking cute." Zain's mom, Saman aunty teased us as we entered the room.
"Yes mom. I think it's the time now, you should think about him" Zara encouraged her mom.
I'm not interested in such things. Marrying Zain is the worst thing ever could possible in my life. I peeked at him to have a look on his reaction...and Yuckk he was blushing. Ewww!!
"What do you say Ifza! Want to marry him. We are waiting for your reply." Zara doesn't seems to stop teasing us. Engagement's hangover I guess.
At Ifza's house
Ifza's pov:
Finally I was able to escape the truth or dare session of the party without answering their stupidest questions.
Zain's proposal left my parents confused. I guess mom seems to be pretty convinced by this proposal. If they agrees then I'll be left with no other choice but marrying him.
I rolled over my bed and texted my best friend.
U can't believe what has happened today. I got proposed. Wanna know the details then meet me at college. Sharp at 8am. *offer ends within half n hour* better be on time. Love you!
It's the only way she'll be on time to college I hope.
Zain's pov:
"Mom you shouldn't have asked her directly. I don't know what she's thinking now. Oh God!!" I was a bit angry and contented at the same time. A part of me was really happy about this but I don't know how she'll react to it.
"Ohhoo! Mom look at him, don't you think he's over protective for heeeerrrrr" Zara's echoing voice was irritating enough to piss me off.
"Zara I'm worried here, what if she refuses the proposal. Ahhhhh!!!! You guys should have waited for me to ask her first." I was loosing my mind.
"Don't worry bro...there's no way she'll reject you. I mean look at you, you're smart,handsome,well mannered, extra caring for her." Zara encouraged me. And what she said isn't wrong. There's no way Ifza will reject me.
Ifza's pov:
*Dreams*
I found myself in the dark graveyard. I could hear cats meowing a little louder. It was scary and horrifying walking around the tombs.Few minutes later I saw a man standing near the graves. He was wearing black suit. I couldn't see his face as his back was towards me.
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He was in grief. I could hear him crying. Crying out for help. I started walking towards him when I heard him murmuring "Ifza please help me". I think I've heard this voice before. It was familiar. I tried reaching to him , getting constantly worried of being dragged as there was someone else too, secretly following me.
