It was an arranged mistake
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Last published Mon, Jan 11, 2016
"It's alright Dad, I will marry him." I said with tears rolling down my face. I buried my face into his arm, and slung my arm across his body to give him a hug as the tears came down uncontrollably from my eyes and fell on his chest.
"Thanks my dear.Now I can rest in peace." he said kissing me on the head and closing his beautiful eyes still wet with tears never to open them again. The man who was my father is now gone forever.
And this was how the horrible life I was now living started.
Shirin was an ordinary 17 year old living a happy normal life with her parents and two sisters. Things suddenly changed when her father died leaving her along with her two sisters and a mother in a coma alone without any support.
To top it off, according to her father she was to marry a rich business tycoon Sameer Yoonus. A ruthless and a beast of a man. He did not want her nor did he care about her after the marriage until that fateful when destiny had something else in store for them.
AN: I had already updated this book till 12 chapters but deleted it due to some reasons but now I am rewriting it and will update the chapters faster okay?
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