ʀᴏsᴇs ᴀʀᴇ ʀᴇᴅ

"Abuzar, aisi bheegi bheegi baatein mat karo."

"Amarra......It's behki behki."

Amarra Latif was ready to give it all for the love of her life, Abuzar Shoaib, who had taught her how to love herself at her lowest, who had provided her with a shoulder to cry on at her lowest, who never judged her for who she was, all without even trying or realising.

Things were going all beautiful among them, just like the scent and affection of roses.

However, their rosy life turns upside down as the thorns inflict themselves in to cause a bloody catastrophe which was unavoidable by both of them.

(Since this short story from my book "Tales of Delight" got so much unexpected love , I decided to give my lovely readers more of these two roses 'Abura' with a twist in their story ;D )