It's a story between married couples. Two opposite poles meet eachother. How they going to live in a same roof. One is full of life and dreams and another one is full of drink and no life and dreams. let's dig into the roller coaster ride of ''her drunkard husband '' . Just see it as a fanfiction and don't connect with real life .

The new cover is made by someone so talented @etherealpetal_echoes Thankyou you editor ❤️ _________________________________________ "Battle between faith & desires" "Battle between love & patience" This story is about a girl named Ayat, who faces many troubles in her life. It explores various conflicts, including cast and marital issues, and how these challenges affect her. For a fictional twist, there is a male lead who is in unconditional, eternal love with Ayat. The identity of this male lead is initially hidden, and you'll need to dive into the story to discover who he is. The narrative features many characters, each playing a distinct role. One of the most highlighted characters, after the main leads, is Sabeeha Farooque. She helps Ayat navigate her struggles, drawing from her own life experiences to guide and support her friend. Sabeeha's journey is filled with valuable lessons that greatly influence Ayat's quest for a better life. And yes this story is inspired by peer e kamil, read carefully it's inspired not copied,so don't hate It's a HEA 🥉3 rank in halalromance (31st October, 2024) (High need of editing so read it at your own risk🙏🏻) {HUMBLE REQUEST:- IF YOU ARE A PERSON WHO WANT TO JUDGE ISLAAM WITHOUT EVEN KNOWING THE WHOLE CONCEPT, THEN PLEASE LEAVE THIS STORY ITS NOT FOR YOU, SAVE YOURS AND MY TIME TOGETHER🙏}

She feared the idea of marriage, While he never believed in it. She wandered through cities with dreams in her eyes, And he chased roads to escape his own mind. She hid her storms behind soft silence, While he wore his fire like second skin. To the world, she was joy wrapped in sunshine- But inside, she carried silent scars. To the world, he was calm, composed-perfect. Yet his own world was chaos behind closed doors. Still... In the quiet cracks of each other's souls, Zain and Anya found a kind of healing. Not perfect, not planned-just real. Love, not loud-but strong enough to stay. Note: This story is just a normal story. I mean not the mafia or billionaire or cold lead kinda story. I love those stories too but I wanted to write a story based on every insecure person who bears many traumas. Who is very genuine and true in this generation. I wanted to write a cozy story with some of my own expectations. This story is just about a normal couple who has insecurities and family trauma just like we, Indians had as a child. So I hope this story connects with you.