She was not an ordinary lady. Even the texture of her hair was alluring, she has perfectly arched brows and long eyelashes that rest beautifully on her cheekbones. Her deep hazel orbs, they sent shivers down the spine of people. Her subtle skin catches eyes from the first glimpse, and a touch from her is toe curling. She has a sense of decency amalgamated with a unique fashion. She was the real definition of Damsel. Tanzeel....The extraordinary lady. But, even with an intense stare, one couldn't tell she was blind and died within. What does destiny has in store for her? Could it change her almost perfect life? Thanks for stopping by, first my name is Na'imah Ahmad💕 I have a thing for reading, and love writing sooo much. Genuine smile from my lips? I get a plot twisty.

Through the cruise of love; there tends to be desolations, heartbreaks, and painful detriments. But if there was true ardour; the beholder of the love would persevere in the face of the grudges, the heart scourging pains, and pertubs. She was a chivalrous lady, whom was heartbroken and vowed not to fall in love again. He was an introvert; whom seldom talk, nor could he envisage himself in love. They became acquaintanced, intimate friends, and finally deviate into inseparable lovers. Promises were made, altruism was clearly avowed, and a future was planned. Upon the series of heart spasm, the etching wounds, scourging pains, and the perforating heartbreaks that could crucify the hearts. Would they grapple the pains and make something out of their adulation? _____ It would be a roller coster ride, with series of heartbreaks, betrayals, and heart squirming pains. Just tag along, as I tell you the story of the consolidated lovers. Ayshatou.