It's just the start when you enter a circle, where you and your loyalty is constantly tested , when your are broken like a glass while no one is there to pick those sharped edge pieces .Your left alone and broken in the depth of dark shadows alone and those secrets that took everything away from you are your only companion . This is the story of a girl named Aliza who was the youngest child of Irtazza Akhtar who brought her up like a flower but much to his expectation she turned to be a Nerium oleander hard to spell , touch to burn and single touch to reach the death end. she didn't have a great start in her life as she arrived in the world everything was shuffled nothing was the same for her father , brothers ,mother or anyone else niether for herself so join the story of Aliza on her journey.. "Dad there is an old man pretty cute like a cuddling bear along with a man who has same eyes like you standing and saying they are my grand father and uncle so yeah they are waiting for you" Aliza called her father as the wind blew her silky hair. "Bun look you go home and I will handle them you don't need to worry ok " her father replied. "Dad I must say your blood runs in my viens and still you say so .....All Rights Reserved
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