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Letter Twenty-Three

A/N: for those who haven't read yesterday's update, pls do read it.

Hiba had given second thought about her going to her house. Something felt unsettling and she had reached upon a decision that she would delay her travel to her house.

For a week, Hiba Mehmood did not receive any letters from him. She doubted for the fact that, has he found the truth about her? She wished not to find the truth. For a fact that she was aware of the  half truth of the story, Waleed was saying. Luckily the pink envelope had been placed inside her mail box.

14th September 2020

Dear Hayati,  

I  apologies  for being a douche and not writing you letter since I was extremely busy. I hope you and your friends and neighborhood are doing well. Since if  I don't say anything now and I am pretty sure, you will be whacking me  with a spatula, I was feeling uneasy  and had a congestion in my chest. So it was the time when I was picking Hana from the school, when I felt a sharp pain in  my chest. For a fact I thought I was dying. I could here Hana's screams and cries. Everything was blurry around me. I couldn't even look at Hana. And then everything went blank.

Fast forwarding the doctor told me I had an heart attack. It was a minor one. So no worries. Please don't cry Hayati, I hate the tears in your eyes. I am all fit and fine,even Hana has become a big girl. Masha Allah. She polishes my shoe, give me a glass of water, give me a head massage. I-I can't express my emotion now. I pray that our daughter being like this. May Allah keep her like this. Ameen.

I will take my medicine on time and you too take.

Yours Truly

Waleed the okay boi

Hiba hadn't realized when the drop of water fell on the letter. She was crying for a person who was not his. He was someone else. And that pained her.