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Bittersweet Truth

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"Zay you know something! my life is just like that beautiful roses, a part of humor, a part of thorns, a part of petals are my happiness" she said tears slipping down her cheeks as she caressed the fragile petals. Happiness in her life was also very fragile lasting only for a few moments it would soon be ruined by the scornful thorns! 

"Alyy stop overthinking everything will be alright i assure you" he says. "Hopefully " she mumbles wiping aways the painful tears from her eyes.  

Ya allah please ease my pain. She would always pray. The only thought that comforted her was that allah would never burden a soul more than it can bear! 
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Read the journey of Alizeh as she faces every thorns in her life and clears herself after every tornado like nothing happened. She trusts her Allah even when she has no one believing that one day she'll be blessed with the best. 

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The Love He Feared

Zafia just wanted a break. A month to breathe to let her soul breathe. At her software company, she was always the "cheerful one" - quick with a smile, always saying yes. But behind the bubbly act was someone tired. Tired of doing everyone else's work. Tired of staying late, pretending she wasn't drowning. She needed to disappear just for a while. When she found Soulnest, a month-long retreat for overworked professionals, it felt like a lifeline. A place to heal, to stay invisible. Then came Zafar - sharp-tongued, confident, and everything she didn't want to deal with. He was calm on the outside, but something stormed inside him. He noticed too much. He asked questions she didn't want to answer. And yet, something about her drew him in. Maybe it was her quiet courage. Or maybe, he saw a little too much of himself in her. "What happened? You keep looking at me." He said. "Uh, nothing... I mean, I wasn't-I didn't mean to... I was just... you know... writing." She said. Their story starts with small moments - awkward glances, shared silences, missed chances. And just when Zafar starts to feel something real, someone else steps in. Bilal Aslam, their mentor at Soulnest, was admired by everyone. Warm smile, perfect words, and a way of making people feel seen. Everyone trusted him. Except Zafia. She felt uneasy - like there was something hidden behind his charm. "No matter how hard you try to hide it, I can see right through your eyes." Bilal said, stepping closer. ____ Zafiya's insecurities. Zafar's temper. Bilal's hidden motives. All of it is about to collide. Will Zafiya embrace herself? Will Zafar be able to protect the fragile bond they're starting to form, or will his anger destroy it? Will silence push them apart? Will Bilal's entry make their relationship weaker? Their journey is fragile, unexpected, and tangled in truths neither of them is ready to face. But sometimes, the messiest stories are the ones that heal us. _rs