Shades of Cerulean

One a faithful devotee and the Other on the verge of atheism. Will she save him from the hellfire he is walking into barefoot or will he drown in the doom he created for himself?

"Only when you live through the same hell my sister had once gone through will you regret your former question," he seethed at her at their first meeting.

"You are cursing me, a complete stranger?" She asked back, sobs wracking her soul.

"I will be a coward if I do not do that. But why the hell are you crying when I am the one hurt here?" He lifted her chin in anger. She pushed his arms off in hatred. He suddenly became the most hated man in that world for her from then on.

"You are her, aren't you? Your little secret is out. How unfortunate is that?" He spoke to her unconscious body at their last meeting, before walking off. A smirk formed on his lips, on the mere thought that he has become her doom. It was the happiest day of his life.

Note: It's an Islamic love-story, definitely a slow-burn halal one.

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