Through my eyes

Through my eyes

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7 years in a toxic relationship doesn't just break your heart, it reshapes you in ways you never asked for. It's not just the ending that hurts, it's the years you spent losing little pieces of yourself trying to make it work, trying to be enough, trying to love someone who didn't love you first. It's the emotional whiplash of being loved one moment and torn down the next. The constant anxiety walking on eggshells, second-guessing your worth, trying to anticipate moods so you wouldn't be the next target. You start to believe the voice in your head that sounds a lot like his: *you're too much*, *you're not enough*, *you're lucky anyone puts up with you at all.* And when it finally ends when you finally leave or they finally go it should feel like freedom. But it doesn't. Not at first. It feels like a storm passed through your body and left everything raw. You're not celebrating. You're grieving. Grieving the years lost, the self worth chipped away, the dreams you buried just to keep peace. I am finally ready to come out. In this book is my old love life, this personally represents a healing/healed spot for me but every letter typed in this book with with blood sweat and tears along with prayers, if you find this book maybe you can relate or just listen to my story & hear me. - Side note: this book holds variety of my soul & emotions a lot of it is explained in a emotional & spirit/MENTAL way (lots of emotional, trauma this book will talk about a lot of mental health) This is just what pain I went through and I wanted to share my pain and yet I just want it be believed and seen. I just want to be heard. So this is "through my eyes". (I'm sorry if my story sounds so dramatic or dumb, but this was a way for me to vent as well when I had no one)
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Completed on May 29, 2020. ~ "Ap...." (You....) Muntaha couldn't utter anything else as Faris 'shh'ed her. He grabbed her by her shoulders and turned her around. Their eyes met in the mirror and they stood staring into each others eyes for what felt like eternity. Muntaha couldn't handle the heat of his gaze anymore and looked down shyly making Faris chuckle. He moved all her hair to one shoulder and tied the tassel at the back. He then saw the golden neclace lying on the table. He had noticed she never took it off, last night she was wearing this necklace even though she had taken off every other jewellery and makeup which made him hide a smile. He picked up the necklace from the table and tied it around her neck. She, who was continuously looking down with her chin touching her chest, looked up when she felt something cold touching her neck. Her eyes again met his and this time she didn't look down. Actually, she couldn't look down as his grey orbs held her green ones captive. Faris then took something out from his pocket and handed it to Muntaha. She looked at her hand in confusion and realised he put some money in her hand. She questioningly looked back at him who kissed her temple and said, "Apna sadqa de dena." (Give your sadqa.) Crimson tinted her cheeks as he left the room leaving his wife in a whirlwind of emotions. The air around her giggled at the mess of a girl who stared at her husband's back with haya surrounding her. ~ This is a story about an 18-year-old girl Muntaha Saleem trying to follow her dreams. She's managing her grades as a scholarship student of a prestigious medical college. She's a know-it-all with a shy but sweet personality. Throw in Faris bin Zayyad Khan, the male version of beauty with brains. He's handsome, he's smart and he knows that. What happens when the both- the alpha male and the not-so-confident wallflower- are tied together in a knot by fate? This is my first story. Give it a try! :)

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