Chef-d'oeuvre

Chef-d'oeuvre

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When Haya Sikandar and Hammud Suleiman met for the first time, it was the birth of something innocent and pure now forever ruined by the stains of lies and secrets. All that was left were shattered promises and hazy memories. Eight years later, they have moved on with their lives and living their dreams . Atleast, that's what they think until a chance meeting brings the two of them back together. And as it turns out, the wounds are still fresh and the prospect of fullfilling the long forgotten promises still hangs in the air. With love in the air and Allah cleverly planning their every meeting, will Haya and Hammud finally get their happily ever after? Or will the ghosts from their past overpower their future? Read on to find out. #532 In spiritual as of 11/06/2017. *********** Peak inside for an excerpt.
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2020/05/29 #105 Sorrows #394 spiritual First I thought to tell you everything, What Iam hiding and why? But then I realized, Do you care about it? I love hard. Embarrassingly hard. All in type of hard. But I do silently. I drown the feelings in my gut until I'm heavy with 'I want you' and 'I love you' and 'I miss you'. I hold my hope in my throat. I clutch my wishes in my hands. They become moist with sweat until I no longer want them. If you could read me you would have known, I never wanted you to leave until now. It was just the situation where holding on to you was more difficult than letting you go. I loved you, I cried, I apologised, I made efforts, And Finally I lost myself.

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