Reviving A Dead Heart

He was sitting on bed in front of me in white shirwani. The look of utter adoration and devotion was completely visible in his ocean blue eyes. So much love in those eyes and I couldn't reciprocate even a percent of it.

The guilt starting eating me up and I looked away from his face toward the wall. "You look utterly beautiful." His soft and smooth voice reached my ears. My black hair were down my waist and I was wearing only a nose ring and some bangles with my lahnga as he asked.

"So beautiful and Lost." The words came out as a whisper. "Does the thought of living with me upsets you that much Noor?"

The guilt clogged my throat. "Its not like that." I whispered and a sad smile took its place on his face.

He took my hand in his. "I hope one day, You will be able to love me even half as much as you loved Hudhayfah." A tear escaped my eyes on his name. His face appeared in my mind.

My words were stuck in my throat. Something flashed in his eyes maybe a realization. He looked at me and got a bit close. "I wonder if you will be okay If I do this."

He raised his hand and cupped my face. I didn't have time to evaluate before his lips fell on temple as he caressed my cheek. They remained there for long as I struggled internally. A part of me wanted to push him away and other just imagined Hudhayfah's lips on my temple. It was the part that never wanted to let him go. That part won because when he pulled away. I saw grey eyes rather then ocean blue. I knew I easily gave in. It wasn't that I couldn't let go. It was just that I didn't want to let go.

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Read to find out what will happen further in Noor's journey of letting go and learning more about her husband's murder and trying save her family from her dead husband's Mafia family.

Sequal to "His secrets" can't be read as a stand alone.

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