Mystery: Unspoken truth
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Ayeza was a modern girl,a lawyer by profession,all bubbly,full of life without worries.Getting entangled into a mystery of puzzles wasn't on her list.Being at 25 she found herself getting married to a mysterious man whom she never met on her parents wish.
while the new life awaits for her she found herself a case of a mysterious murder of a young girl who was found dead in her apartment without a single lead.will she solve the case or will she'll throw herself into an even bigger mess?
Do read the story to found out what mysteries awaits for ayeza!
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"I'm sorry" he said and I was furious at him now.
"You're sorry? You ain't sorry. Nor you ever will be because you don't even know what that even mean." I spat at him controlling myself not to lash at him before I could get my answers from him.
"Why did you do that to me? Why you played me?" I asked my voice breaking in middle.
"I had my reasons." He replied shortly.
"Don't you dare give me that crap. You are going to tell me everything right now or I'm going back to Pakistan and asking for divorce from you" I spat back at him.
"Please calm down Ayeza. I'll tell you my every reason. But you need rest right
now. We'll talk later" he said trying to touch my hands.
"Don't touch me. Don't you dare come close to me even. And start talking if you don't want me to do anything reckless right now" I replied in raging tone.
"Fine" he sighed hurt clear on his face
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this is my first story so mistakes are posible please bear with me. Hope you enjoy the story
Start: 29 November 2020
Ending: 8 February 2021
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