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کہ ایسا جنونی عشق تھا،
اتنی لگن، اتنی محبت تھی،
ہم اُس کے اتنے قریب جا چکے تھے،
کہ اُس کی روح کو بھی
ہماری آنے کی آہٹ سنائی دینے لگی تھی۔
Taiba-
You loved me so deeply.
When there was no one to pull me out of my dark world,
when even my own family didn't think about me,
when my own family filled my eyes with tears-
you were the most beautiful miracle of my life.
When I saw your love, a thought crossed my mind:
Am I even worthy of it?

She was a broken girl, carrying wounds no one could see.
Her world was dark, heavy, and silent-especially at home, where love felt absent and pain felt familiar. She learned early how to cry quietly.
One day, by chance, she met another girl online. What began as simple conversations slowly turned into something rare and precious. That girl became her only best friend-the one person who listened, understood, and stayed. In a world where everyone left, this friendship felt like light.
Through this friendship, she came to know Hamza Ali.
Without realizing when or how, her heart leaned toward him. His words felt safe. His presence-though distant-felt real. For the first time, she felt seen.
But love, in her family, was a sin.
Choosing one's own heart was forbidden.
And as if that wasn't enough, she was already engaged-to a man named Ayan, whose presence filled her with fear rather than comfort. Ayan was unpredictable, harsh, and emotionally unstable. She felt trapped, suffocating in a life she never chose.
Every day, she questioned herself:
Was love really a crime?
Was she wrong for wanting peace?
Was she worthy of the love Hamza Ali offered so gently?
She prayed in silence, cried in solitude, and smiled for the world. Her heart stood at a crossroads-duty on one side, love on the other.
Will she ever become Hamza Ali's wife?
Or will this story remain incomplete-
a quiet tale of love that lived only in prayers, messages, and unspoken d