(A STANDALONE WATTPAD BOOK) "𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐈𝐒 𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃. 𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓, 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐁𝐁𝐄𝐃, 𝐒𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐁𝐁𝐄𝐃. 𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐃. 𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐇 𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐄𝐃. 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐁𝐎𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐒. 𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐋 𝐆𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐃𝐄." - Read The Global Newspaper after 1 week of Infamous India-Pakistan Partition of 1947 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐥𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐜𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐫... 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐋𝐚𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞... 𝐔𝐧𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐞, 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐡 , 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐨𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦... 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐉𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐄𝐔𝐃𝐀𝐋 𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐨𝐟 𝐋𝐀𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐄... ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Please - VOTE • COMMENT • FOLLOW • SHARE - For this Wattpad version to continue.

Note: The plot of this fanfiction is different from the original one. The character's name and some traits will be the same as the original one but the rest is my own creation. So do give it a shot and if you want the FF with the same plot extension then go to my profile to get it there. Meerab and Murtasim are cousins who are grown up in the same Haveli and they are each other's best friends but what will happen when Meerab gets to know that her best friend is moving to Australia for his studies. Will the distance grow them apart or will it make them realize their true feelings? To know more dive into the story to read the new story of those same characters. ❤️ Zilhaal e Miskeen ~ Don't pity my poor heart. Ps. For sneak peak you guys can read it at the end of my previous story in case you haven't. Happy Reading. 🫶