Forever Zawjah

Forever Zawjah

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Romance
Zayaan Malik, a man with mesmerizing facial features, 6'4, an all rounder with the best qualities, doesn't easily let anyone into his comfort zone. Aaima Khan, an epitome of innocence, a huge bookworm who finds peace in writing, 5'3, introvert. What would happen when these two souls cross each other's path on random day? Were they two souls made for each other in heaven? OR Were they two puppets for devil's pleasure? SPOILER ********** "Your fucking existence ruined every fucking thing in my entire life!" Zayaan burst out infront of Aaima. His shout echoed in the whole house and petrified every single thing, living or non-living. Aaima stood infront of him, her mouth shut with fear, her body shaking with fear. ********** What could have possibly happened for Zayaan to burst out like this? Was it Zayaan's fault or was it a mishap done by Aaima? To find out more read Forever Zawjah. A book written by TheArtistryWorld.
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