I AM YOU.
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There are a lot people who say My and I but no one says "I AM YOU"
Irtaza opened the shell carefully he didn't want to know what was in the shell the shine in Doaa's eyes was enough to tell him that her wish has been full filled.
"Oh my precious" her eyes sparkled just like the pearls in the shell.
"Irtaza look they are so beautiful" Irtaza looked at her and than admired the two beautiful pearls. It really was a tiny miracle.
Irtaza forwarded his hand in which the oyster was. Doaa was about to take the shell when a white soft flake fell capturing their attention. Making the vibe more magical in those mountains. It was the first snowfall of the winter.
Soon one after the other snowflakes started falling. Irtaza and Doaa were lost in the dreamy world hands still intertwined both were looking at the sky praising the beauty falling from the sky.
Her chaotic fate was already written in the lines of his hands. He awake the love which slept in her heart for him. And than the couples that are meant to be are the ones who go through every difficulty that's designed by the fate towards them.
Join the beautiful journey of Doaa and Irtaza.
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She was only six when her fate was sealed with his name. Thirteen years later, when Dua returns from abroad, everyone expects a westernized, rebellious girl. Instead, they find a soft, cultured young woman whose beauty and grace leave whispers of envy trailing in her wake. She is no longer the timid child everyone remembers, but a breathtaking young woman draped in grace and quiet strength. The entire haveli whispers about her beauty. Some admire. Some envy. But only one man burns with an obsession he can't control-her husband by nikkah, Taimoor Arsalan Shah. Cold. Powerful. Feared by many. Taimoor never wanted a wife chosen for him. Never wanted the childhood nikkah that tied him to her. Years later, he has built a life of authority, discipline, and unyielding pride. But when Dua walks back into his haveli, draped in innocence and quiet strength, he is struck with a possessiveness he never thought himself capable of. Her lowered lashes and trembling lips make him realize that the girl he once ignored is now the only woman capable of undoing him. She wants freedom. He wants her surrender. And in a world bound by family honor, secrets, and desire- love was never supposed to feel this dangerous.The girl he once rejected is now the woman he cannot let go of-even if it means breaking her heart to claim it. "You were mine before you even knew what marriage meant, Dua. And now... you'll know exactly what it means to belong to me."
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