"You are a magic spell which had slowly started to enchant me with the pain of love" His voice quivered with pain and agony as tiny drops of rain trickled down the frosted window behind me, to which I was pinned mercilessly, due to his strong force. "For once, just for once look into these tortured eyes of mine and see how much madly in love with you I am Vaneeza!" "For you, I had always been an inseparable filth to your precious existence but for me, you had always been a waterfall of piousness and chastity, no matter what others say about your past!" A layer of excruciating pain ran across my heart as he referred to that unfortunate night from my dreadful past. "I wish you could see how my heart is pathetically bleeding just for you, since__" He paused as he breathed faster, the warmth of which had already started to raise goosebumps on my neck making me feel numb to the core. "Umar!" A low, painful moan escaped my trembling lips for the very first time in these ten minutes, fearing the outcomes of his anger and frenzy. "Umar please!" I pleaded again. His eyes were becoming red and fiery as his existence started to get dangerously nearer to mine. "Please let me be the light, your dark soul is in search of!" He begged. "Please leave!" I cried. "Please let me linger in your story a bit longer!" He moaned with pain as he caressed my cheeks, deciding to end his frenzy into a passionate kiss. But before he could do that, I pushed him away and yelled, "I HATE YOUR EXISTENCE!" I knew that I was lying. He began to slowly step back as he realized that the king who loved to rule billions of hearts, had been brutally crushed under the feet of his beloved queen. "I'm really sorry, Vaneeza!" He smiled weakly as he wiped his tears. "Aj k baad tmhy mjsy kbi koi shikayat nae hogi! I promise!" Were the only words which came straight from his broken heart as he decided to leave me in this dungeon of hopelessness. True to his words, he never came back..!

"But I'm your-" "I'm your what?!" He cut her off. She flinched at the acidity in his voice. "My wife?" He scoffed inching in on her until he was arms length. His eyes bored into the depths of her soul. He slurred the words with venom dripping from his tone. "You're only a signed contract, nothing more!" * * * "What's that shit doing on your face? you better remove it! you can't be walking on the streets of Chicago wearing that, this isn't your filthy Pakistan!" he ruthlessly spoke with disgust. "You mean my veil?" She questioned with fear placing a hand on her Niqab. "If it isn't obvious" "Please, don't call it that, it's my veil, my identity" "I'm sorry what?" "I can't remove it Saahir, p-please don't make me do this, its a part of me" she begged on the verge of tears. "I said take it off!" He yelled in a deep menacing voice and pulled it off her face throwing it mercilessly on the floor. Fresh tears pooled from her eyes Frustration built through him. He grabbed her shoulder and forcefully dragged her pushing her onto the floor. The floor hit Meeza harder than she had expected. "Oww" she yowled as the pain shot through her shoulder. Highest rank #1 IN SPIRITUAL Always in the top 15 Alhamdulillah #notyouraverageclichèbook. First published on 4th February 2018

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