VerticalEdge74
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"Zarmeena, can we-"
She couldn't take it anymore and interrupted him.
"Salaar, I don't know what you're saying... I don't know if I will ever be able to meet your expectations.
It's true that, with time, the pain of being a stranger to my own family has lessened. But still, no matter what I feel, this is not what I wanted.
I am like a plant that someone plucked from a desert and replanted in a beautiful garden where it doesn't belong. And even with the richest soil and the perfect sunlight, it still cannot blossom.
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I am an ordinary girl from an ordinary background and never dreamed of a prince charming like you. I always wanted an ordinary life partner like myself.
I accepted my marriage to Brother Farid not because I had feelings for him, but because he understood me better than anyone else. We grew up in the same environment. We didn't need words to understand each other's hearts.
Salaar, like that desert plant, I need more time to adjust because I still haven't forgotten the desert I was plucked from."
For the first time, Zarmeena voiced the emotions she had buried deep inside her heart.
"Zarmeena, I want you to know that you can have the same expectations from me as you had from Farid. I will always be supportive. Please, trust me."
Salaar's eyes were filled with hope, longing for her to at least consider him worthy of sincere companionship.
"Salaar, why are you doing this? Why are you hurting yourself like this? It's true that my perception of you was wrong. You are a very kind-hearted man, and you deserve much more. You may not get what you want from me. I cannot keep you in false hope."