The way we once were(Completed)

The way we once were(Completed)

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"Some things are just never meant to be. No matter how much we wish they were" Mushk Ali is no damsel in distress neither she wants to be one. She knew not everyone gets what they desire but by god, she wanted to be an exception. He was everything she ever wanted yet he was the one who was not hers. She knew falling in love with her best friend was a very bad idea but man it was not in her control. Rohan Ahmed was no knight in shining armor nor did he wants to be one. He loved and he lost in love. The worst thing about love is it makes you lose trust in love, the feeling that once meant the world to you. But he had Mushk Ali, his best friend and he knew he would survive. But he didn't know she was suffering from the same feeling that too for him. ~~~~~~ "Haan karti hoon pyaar lekin itna pata hai main uske begaar maroon gi nahi, abhi bara kuch karna hai zindagi main maine" "Muhabbat se zyada stupid feeling dunya main koi nahi hoti. Jisse bhi hojaye jaan se mardeti hai" ~~~~~ Beautiful cover by @sidrawritess
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{ Highest Ranking 👉🏻 #1 in Spiritual/ Islamic love story } I felt hurt seeing him in pain, pain, which wasn't so obvious to him. // .... Emotions overwhelming my unfaithful heart, I told him, "Assalam Alaikum, Ammar... your hand..." And they came covering us, maybe he didn't hear me. We walked towards the car, my attention on his bruised hand. Before we entered I took the first aid box. He stood there, tall, eyes ~ deep enough to drown me. He made my heart mad and it shivered as I neared him. I saw him grin and he let out a chuckle, and I asked him, terrified but fearless, "Why are you laughing ?" He turned to give me a closer look, his cold eyes examining every detail of mine and finally he spoke in his heavy Emirati accent that blew my senses, with a smirk alongside. What attitude !!! "Am I the doctor or you ? -I gave him a sideways death glare- And I told him, "I'm your wife," He raised his eyebrow side ways and I raised mine sideways too. And he talked again, burning what remained of me, my ears curious to listen to him. He told me to get in the car bluntly. I denied !! This time I wasn't going to listen to him. And he stared at me - his eyes speaking a lot yet they were so quiet. I saw him take a sigh of defeat! He moved up to me, close... closer.... bridging the gap that let air pass between us. And my fragrance blended in his enchanting one. *Takes a deep breath*

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