Dear, heart

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Zaira looked up undaunted, not being in a mood to be sorry, it wasn't her mistake after all and had thought that she'd be aside quietly pretending as if nothing had happened, but there he was again, the guy who crushed her glasses, thick lashes curling finely over light-brown eyes that were sending daggers into hers, while the rest of the face was just like that expressionless.

"What the hell is this," he said finely making her notice her hand that's loosely clutching his arm. Zaira fumed to ashes and darted her hand backward but her lips turned into a revengeful, victorious smile looking at his boots, She has had her revenge and Wali looked away ignoring her.

" Hey You!, 'Miss in Black' If you are done smiling at Wali, Can I please have your attention? " Professor Leghari took the dig with a smirk that looked utterly nasty to Zaira as an "Ooooh!!!" snickered the whole class with all eyes grinning at her.
Zaira moved back to her place pursuing her hand that was still held by Nimrah.

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" Dear, heart " is a young adult fiction, a medical love-story that centralizes Zaira Roomi, the daughter of the most famous cardiologist in Pakistan and the owner of the greatest cardio hospitals all around the world. Zaira is a madly Passionate girl whose loftiest dream is to create a name for herself on her own and be a great doctor and serve the weak unlike her father whose hospitals are a way creating great wealth.
Wali is a genius, colder than death, silenter than the sky, calmer than the sea. His life smells of rain, gunpowder, greek coffee, twilight of books and sometimes cigarette.

For both " Love" is tough, autumn air is crisp, Hearts are cold and are secrets untold.
Zaira loves to compete and wants to win either way.
Wali though knows it all but can loose for the sake.