Amar Bail

"Zavyar Shah, do you accept Mehrunisa in your Nikkah?"

Rumaysa struggled to breathe, her world spinning as she listened.

Zavyar took a deep breath, his eyes locking on Mehrunisa, who stood motionless, as if turned to stone. He understood the weight of this moment for her, knowing how difficult it was. He cast a final glance towards the door where Rumaysa stood, feeling his heart tighten.

With a heavy heart, he closed his eyes, tears falling freely.

"Qabool hai."

The world shattered for Rumaysa. She took a step back, her heart breaking.

"Qabool hai."

She stepped back further, unable to bear the pain.

"Qabool hai."

Her world stopped. She turned and walked away, leaving Zavyar's world in ruins.

Rumaysa was Zavyar's happiness, his dream, and now she was sacrificed. He took Mehrunisa's hand, his own heart shattered. "Let's go home," he said, though Mehrunisa's tears fell silently. He glanced back, seeing that Rumaysa was gone. Mehrunisa saw the sorrow she had inadvertently caused, wishing she could undo that night which had torn two souls apart.

Rumaysa, a journalist from a wealthy family, had to leave because Zavyar was no longer hers. Her best friend married her lover, and the betrayal was something she could never forgive.

Zavyar, the eldest son of Mustafa Shah, bore the weight of responsibility. Marrying Mehrunisa was a duty he had to fulfill. He had once planned to marry Rumaysa, but now everything was irrevocably changed.

If Mehrunisa could change one thing, it would be that night-she would undo the separation of two lovers and the betrayal of her promise to Hassan.

Zavyar faced Mehrunisa with a resigned look. "I can never love you, and you can never love me, Mehrunisa. You will have everything you wanted as a wife-recognition, name, and status."

Mehrunisa, lost in her own trance, barely heard him. The pain she saw in Rumaysa's eyes haunted her. She couldn't imagine anyone but Hassan and felt she had betrayed both Rumaysa and Hassan.