Deedaar-E-Mohabbat {Unedited}
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"Don't! Mere paas mat aana"
she said
Halting him in his unsteady steps
"Please..."
He pleaded with concern lacing face. His teary eyes were filled with concern,worry,fear,Anger and...Love
"Why...why do you care ??"
She asked with uneven breathe
He didn't replied infact was staring at her with those same emotions and started to walk towards her
"Stop! I said stop! She shouted holding her head in her hands
"You can't come near me... It's wrong..."
she whisper yelled in Agony
"Please...stay away "
she pleaded helplessly
"No!" He shouted
He had enough of it. He gave her enough time. It was hard for him too...Now he can't see his love in pain... He can't leave her to suffer Alone...
"It's wrong..."
She said her voice full of pain
"No it's Not!"
He said
"Why...?"
She asked with cracky voice
"BCOZ YOU ARE MY WIFE DAMN IT !!" He yelled.
Join the journey of these two souls where they meet just to separate...
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