Falling Harder✔
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  • Reads 171,706
  • Votes 14,450
  • Parts 34
  • Time 3h 50m
Complete, First published May 23, 2017
Love,a magnamous four lettered word that can provoke joy, happiness yet it has the the power to incite destruction and chaos. Why is it always linked with pain?

Her heart barricaded by walls of self belief, decorated with tangled thread of Faith and integrity , she craves love that has infinte depths after bumping into a heartbreak that leaves her helter skelter. Craving and wanting is another part of life that only the lucky get what they really want. 

Him. He wears his heart on his sleeve, lightens up other people's worlds but to his misfortune his world is full of darkness that would only be illuminated by her presence in his life. But they are contrast to one another. 

Will they have an intertwined fate together? 

Be with me to discover the fate of these two caged hearts.

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{ Highest Ranking 👉🏻 #1 in Spiritual/ Islamic love story } I felt hurt seeing him in pain, pain, which wasn't so obvious to him. // .... Emotions overwhelming my unfaithful heart, I told him, "Assalam Alaikum, Ammar... your hand..." And they came covering us, maybe he didn't hear me. We walked towards the car, my attention on his bruised hand. Before we entered I took the first aid box. He stood there, tall, eyes ~ deep enough to drown me. He made my heart mad and it shivered as I neared him. I saw him grin and he let out a chuckle, and I asked him, terrified but fearless, "Why are you laughing ?" He turned to give me a closer look, his cold eyes examining every detail of mine and finally he spoke in his heavy Emirati accent that blew my senses, with a smirk alongside. What attitude !!! "Am I the doctor or you ? -I gave him a sideways death glare- And I told him, "I'm your wife," He raised his eyebrow side ways and I raised mine sideways too. And he talked again, burning what remained of me, my ears curious to listen to him. He told me to get in the car bluntly. I denied !! This time I wasn't going to listen to him. And he stared at me - his eyes speaking a lot yet they were so quiet. I saw him take a sigh of defeat! He moved up to me, close... closer.... bridging the gap that let air pass between us. And my fragrance blended in his enchanting one. *Takes a deep breath*