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Hi, thank you so much for reading and voting for my book. It means a lot!! Do tell me where I need to improve as well
          
          Lots of love 

I turn to walk away .I reach the stair and stomp up in frustration, but before I reach the top, I hear his teasing voice behind me.
          
          "Can I have another bite?" he asks,reaching beside me on stairs.
          
          "Leave me alone." I say,being irritated.
          
          "Do you think I'll let you go that easily?" He smirks.
          
          "Obviously not," I snap, "because Shehryar Sultan, it seems like I'm the only source of excitement in your dull life. Stealing my food, messing with me, teasing me - it's all just a way to get a thrill, isn't it? You're desperate to make me forget all the hurtful things you said so you can start doing all these things again, don't you?" I finally say what's been on my mind all evening.
          
          We reach the top of the stairs, and for a moment, Sherry doesn't respond. But then, his eyes flicker with sincerity, and he says, "No, it's not true, Cherry. The truth is... I miss you."
          
          I'm taken aback by his words, and I remain silent, pondering their depth. Shehryar is the most nonchalant person I've ever met, he's never been bothered by others, and his admission about missing me is a significant statement.
          
          I wait before responding, expecting him to laugh and retract his words, saying something like, "Seriously, Alizey, you think I miss you?" But instead, his actions surprise me. He turns and walks away, heading towards his room.
          
          I stare at his back, still reeling from his unexpected confession. As I turn to walk towards Haya's room, I find myself glancing back multiple times,watching as his strong back dissapears into the distance.
          
          I close the door behind me and sit on the couch, still trying to process Shehryar's words. Am I being too hard on him?Am I taking it too deep? Should I forget about that night?
          
          https://www.wattpad.com/1522711064?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_published&wp_page=create_on_publish&wp_uname=believerT

Asalam walaikum,
          I hope you're doing well! I wanted to ask for a small favor—could you please watch and vote for my story? It would mean a lot to me! I’m really sorry for disturbing you, but I’d truly appreciate your support. Thank you so much!

Oh Allah, Ramadan has come at a time I really needed it. Ya Allah, You are indeed the most merciful, most loving and generous. Oh Allah, heal the hearts of those who are hurting, bring us closer to You in a way that we never thought was possible. My dear Lord, we are indeed nothing without You. You have gifted us the experience of this blessed Ramadan so far, so please continue to soften our hearts and bring us closer to You so we can experience a deep meaningful connection with You. Oh Allah, there are souls that are tired, hearts that will never stop from asking You, there are souls out there who are in pain, they are in need of Your guidance, Your love and mercy. Shower them with Your blessings, heal their hearts and purify their souls so that when they return to You, they return to You in such a beautiful manner. Ya Allah, please grant me my du'a, if it has no goodness in it then please place goodness in it, if it is meant for me then please help me attain it in a beautiful way. 
          @Slave_of_Ar-Rahman 

I don't know what is the problem.. now check it I have republished

@believerT https://www.wattpad.com/1520898892?utm_source=android&utm_medium=whatsapp&utm_content=share_published&wp_page=create_on_publish&wp_uname=VerticalEdge74

Hello dear friend my chapter updated... If you have time have a look.... 

Happy Ramadan my dear friend... May this holy month bring happiness in your life... 

The pain of working tirelessly without recognition is indescribable. For months, I've poured my heart into writing stories on this app that I believe deserve to be shared with the world. Yet, despite my dedication, I've seen little progress. It's disheartening to feel like my efforts are going unnoticed, leaving me wondering if the world is truly fair.
          
          Despite the frustration, I continue to work hard every day, driven by a refusal to let my passion fade. The characters I create are pieces of myself, and through my writing, I aspire to share my life experiences with anyone who has a heart for stories. I hope the fire within me burns bright until my words inspire just one person, proving that my fictional yet deeply personal characters have made a lasting impact.
          
          With Love,
          Believer:)

@believerT I add your tasking chapter