Eternal Love
- LECTURI 659
- Voturi 55
- Capitole 37
"It happened again, and now, your punishment would be something great for us." My father says deadly, glaring at me.
"No, Father, please." I beg again, as he scoffs and pats my arm, making me flinch.
"Okay princess. Go. To your room." He says wickedly, making my eyes widen in shock.
𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨'𝘴 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘨𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘺.
"Yes." I bow my head, and immediately leave to my room.
***
"What!?" My head snaps up at my parents, as we sit in front of 𝘩𝘪𝘮 and his family in a restaurant. "I don't want to marry!"
"Princess. Stop putting on an act. We remember you telling us he's in your class and you like him. We're here only cuz of that." My father says and 𝘩𝘪𝘴 head shoots up at me, his eyes narrowing.
Father gave me a look and I immediately shut my mouth. Okay. So this is the punishment.
***
This story is about a Muslim girl, Aira Adeel. Who was forced into a marriage with Daniyal Abbas. Who is Muslim as well.
They hated each other. Always. And now the marriage?
How will they go through this?
Will they get through this or will this end soon?
For knowing, read this story, if you're a Muslim. As it contains some lessons for. a Muslim, too.
Started on: May 18, 2025.
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