HIDDEN SCARS✓
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  • Parts 2
  • Time 15m
Complete, First published Mar 05, 2020
Behind her smile is an anguish heart, behind her laugh is pain. Look closely at her and you will see the girl she is, the perfect girl people define her as but she's not, her life is not perfect either. 
  
How can she find happiness when her very own mother denied her, despise her and mistreat her just because of a mere mistake. A mistake that happened unknowingly. What will she do, to cuddle the resentment into love?   

Embark on the journey with Yumna Zaeef  to find happiness, despite abstract hatred from her mother.

Started: 10th September, 2020
Completed: 3rd October, 2021





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