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IZTIRAAR
اِضْطِرار
The perfect word to describe her helplessness.
Can you love and lose.
Can you hate
Can you choose.
Insia wanted to fight for her love but if Wali wont fight with her, she has no reason to put herself through pain.
What would Wali do to find his redemption. To win back Insia.
Does he want to?
"You have no right over me, Wali!" she screamed through the tears.
"You're mine. You just haven't realized it yet."
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