You and I //Z.M

You and I //Z.M

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[Completed. Under going editing] Marriages, as all of us know Boy meets girl Girl meets boy Both fall in love They marry! But marriages, in different parts of the world are different, Like in India: Boy meets girl Girl meets boy Both fall in Love! But it is not marriage yet! Girl's family has to like the boy and the boy's family Boy's family has to like the girl and the girl's family If both conditions, satisfied Then, boy and girl gets married But Contract Marriages? Girl's ancestors meet Boy's ancestors They fix the boy's and girl's marriage! Before they actually saw the light of the world! Welcome to You and I.. A love story, in which two worlds collide, two cultures collide, two religions collide, two families collide and important of them all.. Aliya and Zayn collide. Just because of an everlasting friendship! But, will the past ruin everything? [Blurb] The lights seemingly diverged through the broken glass of the street light, the only lights source in the empty alley. Some of them broken rays fell on her face, lightning up the tears, giving it a yellowish shade. She wiped them with the back of her hand, looking everywhere but my eyes. I wanted tell her so much, wanted to ask her so much, wanted to yell at her yet at the same time, I wanted to kiss her tears away. Cause I am the sole reason of her tears. Nobody else can be blamed. Her eyes slowly crept on mine, the bastard, who didn't deserve her. She wiped off the foreign wetness on my cheek and it stayed there. Though, there were so much unanswered, so much to be told, we didn't speak. Our eyes did. And more tears threatened to spill out. I slowly wrapped my hands around her, crushing her body on to mine, leaving the two puzzle pieces as it was. No one had the right to remove it. Not even us. We have had our bumps and lows. We saw things differently. But now, we have each other. And that's all that matters.
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A marriage neither wanted. A hatred neither understands. Two strangers tied by a past that stains everything between them. He never wanted a wife. Especially not her. Cold, distant, and poisoned by assumptions, Amaan enters the forced marriage with one intention- to keep his distance and keep his resentment alive. Asmaira enters with something far heavier- guilt. Not to protect him. Not to save him. But because she knows the truth of what happened... and she cannot bear to confess it. They have never met. But the moment they do, the air turns sharp- full of tension, unspoken accusations, and the kind of hate that feels too much like longing. He despises her for a sin she never committed. She punishes herself for a sin she never confessed. And marriage turns into a battleground where silence is a weapon... and closeness is a threat. In this house, love is impossible. Trust is deadly. But hatred? Hatred is the only thing keeping them alive.

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