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Chapter 2

The day finally arrived. Everyone was eagerly waiting for Zoya's arrival except Asad and Jenny. While Asad was thinking how to overcome the awkward moment, Jenny was scared that Zoya may create rift between her and Asad.

Keeping everyone thoughts' into halt, a car came and stood infront of the company. Everyone waited for Zoya to get down from the car with bated breath. And when she got down everyone was shocked to see her. She was looking absolutely stunning in her Wrapped-V-neck-High-Waist-Maxi-Dress. She was not like the Zoya they have seen before. The Zoya which was infront of them was a true beauty.

Humeira was the first one to come out of the trance.

"Zoya..."

She squealed in delight and jumped at her engulfing her in a tight hug. Zoya also reciprocated in the same manner. The two best friends erased the distance of 5 years with just that hug. They parted away after sometime. Everyone started to gather around Zoya welcoming her while Asad and Jenny stood in a distance. Atlast her eyes found him. A pained expression washed over her face. Instantly masking it with faint smile she walked towards him. Seeing her coming towards them, Jenny linked her arm with his.

Zoya gave a warm smile to both Asad and Jenny.

"Hi..."

They wished her back. There was tension and awkwardness in the air.

"How Are you?", asked Asad.

"I am fine, Thank you", replied Zoya.

After the pleasantry exchanges everyone walked into the office. Zoya's cubicle was next to Asad's as he was in charge of creative department. Even though they asked her to rest for the day, being a professional, she politely refused. On her insistence, an immediate meeting was called to discuss about the plan. After the 2 hours of meeting it was decided that minimum of 100 paintings were needed and the themes should be decided by Zoya and creative department. Humeira was concerned about Zoya as finishing 100 paintings in just 45 days was not an easy task. But Zoya being the selfless girl agreed for her friend's demand. Humeria even talked to her about this matter but Zoya just dismissed that with a warm smile.

***(@)***

Asad was racking his brain on some project. When he felt that a headache is on his way, he decided to put a stop to it and closed his file. Looking up he caught the sight of Zoya through the glass door. Zoya was standing infront of the canvas with her back to him. She had a palette in her left hand and brush on her right. Her hair was tied in a high pony, a scarf adorning her head keeping her hair in place and not letting the hair strands distract her. She suddenly turned around to get some supplies and he felt a pang in his chest.

He painfully realized that long gone her beautiful dimpled smiles and the twinkling eyes which adorned her face years back. All left now was a faade, but why, he doesn't know. He often found her staring at distance, silent tears streaming down her cheeks. He had caught Humeira consoling her a few times. Is it possible that she was still in love with him? No, it can't be. She is already married. She might be probably missing her husband, thought Asad.

After a week

Asad paced in his office room furiously. He was livid with rage as whatever happened just a few minutes before replayed in his mind.

Jenny was acting really weird since the day Zoya came back. She was quick tempered and jealous. Having to see the love of our life all in a jealous avatar was nice to see & Asad was enjoying it in the initial days. Small fights erupted between them. He was fine with it as it was always followed by a make out session. But gradually, it grew out of control. Jenny started indirectly taunting Zoya & passed snide remarks at her. Whenever he tried to make her understand, she ends up doubting him. It used to take all of his efforts and a lot of coaxing words to calm her down. But this time she crossed all her limit.

In the morning as Asad passed by Zoya's workspace, he dropped in there to see the progress of her work. He very well knew the kind of effort she was putting for them. She was working day and night to finish the paintings.

As expected, she was in front of the canvas when he entered. Sensing him, he turned around. He noticed the small smile formed in her lips. He gave a gentle smile in reply. She soon turned her attention back to the painting. It was a beautiful painting of a girl's face. The eyes in the picture instantly reminded him of Zoya he once knew. The soulful eyes were twinkling in the painting. He diverted his gaze to Zoya. Her eyes were no longer the same. Zoya, who was busy mixing the paint with her palette knife, was unaware of his gaze on her. She nonchalantly mixed the paint which was needed to give a final touch to the painting. Lifting the paint off the palette she brought her brush near to the canvas. Before she could apply it she felt a tug in her other hand and she was being forcefully turned to face Asad. She looked at him perplexed. His face was serious. There were worry lines on his forehead.

"What happened to you Zoya ?"

She stood rooted to spot at his question. Her eyes started welling up. All the pent up emotions resurfaced.

Asad wasn't startled to see the tears in those beautiful eyes. For the past few weeks he had noticed her enough to know that she was putting a show in front of everyone. The real Zoya was deep buried somewhere. Even though his intention was not to make her cry, he knew only that way he will be able to understand what happened to her.

He stepped closer to her. Slowly raising his hand he wiped the tear drops which were falling onto her cheeks one by one. Suddenly the door flunged open letting an enraged Jenny inside. Asad froze in his actions. Jenny yanked Asad's arms thus creating distance between him and Zoya. The next thing she did enraged him to the core. She pushed Zoya rudely resulting in her losing her balance and falling onto the canvas. Not being able to stand the weight, the easel broke in half and it fall down the floor along with Zoya on top.

"Zoyaaa..."

He screamed and rushed towards her only to find jenny blocking his way. He froze in his track. He looked at Zoya who was still lying in the floor.

Hearing the commotion everyone rushed in and was shocked to find the scene. Humeira ran towards Zoya and slowly lifted her up. Blood was flowing from her hand as her hand made contact with broken easel parts. Zoya who had tears streaming down he cheeks looked at the painting which was totally destroyed. Humi held her close. One look at the tears in Zoya's eyes and she got a vague idea of what happened. She looked at Asad who was held back by Jenny. Casting a loathing glance at them, she walked out with Zoya in her arms. Soon everyone dispersed leaving Asad and Jenny alone.

He jerked his hand from her grip and yelled.

"What the hell was that Jenny?"

"That's what I wanted to ask you. What the hell were you doing with her? Don't you dare think that I am fool."

He was exasperated.

"What nonsense are you talking? She seemed sad and I was just consoling her. I wanted to know what happened to her."

She let out a laugh hearing that.

"Oh and I should buy that excuse huh? Come on Asad. Whom are you fooling? Just tell me that she suddenly started interesting you. Or were you always interested in her even 5 years back?

That was the limit for Asad.

"ENOUGH ! Your thoughts are so disgusting..."

With that he walked away leaving a hurt Jenny behind...

Now as he thought about it more and more he felt guilty for shouting at Jenny. It's true that on impulse what she did with Zoya was not correct, but it only showed her love towards him. He sighed in frustration.

He left his office and walked towards where Jenny was. She was pacing in the hall, angry tears running down her cheeks, while all of their friends were trying to console her. As her eyes met Asad's, she stopped pacing. Taking two large strides, he reached her. Cupping her face, he pulled her to a kiss not bothering that they have spectators. Everyone looked shocked for a moment by this move but soon closed their eyes giggling.

It was right then Humi walked inside the office with a pale looking Zoya. As soon as they saw what was happening, Humi pulled Zoya into a hug blocking her from witnessing it further. Zoya stood there numb in his arms.

Asad broke the kiss in need of air. He grinned seeing her flushed face indicating that she had forgiven him. His eyes then travelled to his friends and passed a goofy grin. When his wandering eyes got sight of Humi and a rather pale looking Zoya in her arms, he couldn't help but to blame himself for the PDA. With fire spitting eyes Humi walked past Asad with Zoya and entered into Zoya's cabin.

***(@)***

A week passed since that day. Asad and Zoya avoided conversing to each other. Whatever the little pleasantries they used to pass before, that also stopped.

It was a Saturday evening. Asad, who was all set to go for a party with friends suddenly remembered that he had kept his credit card in his office drawer. Having no other way that to get that, he went to the office telling his friends and Jenny that he will reach the club later.

As he entered the office premises he saw the light in Zoya's cabin. Eager to know what she was doing there at that time, he went to her.

The sight in front of him filled his heart with unknown emotions. There she was, sleeping in the floor, a half-finished painting lay near to her hand where the brush in her hand was touching the painting. He slowly went and sat near to her. She had paint smudges on her cheeks and hands.

He looked around the room and his gaze stopped at the broken easel. He painfully realized that she was redoing all those spoiled paintings. She slept in office, worked day and night while he and his friends were partying, yet never complained. Wasn't she always like this? He was in awe as to how can someone be so compassionate and selfless.

Forgetting why he came there in first place, he laid down in the floor, facing her. He continued admiring her, a small smile played in his lips as he saw her scrunching her nose sleep.

He was broken out of revere by the vibration of his phone. He quickly looked at Zoya. Having found her still asleep, he thanked his stars for putting the phone in vibration mode. As he got back into sense, he was mortified as to what he was doing just before. He was clueless as to what made him admire a sleeping Zoya...

Next day Humeira came early morning to office as she knew Zoya hadn't left the office previous day. She opened the door to her office and stood there rooted to spot. Zoya was sleeping on the floor and Asad was sleeping in the sitting position.

As if sensing a third party, Asad opened his eyes and the previous night's events hit him hard. He immediately got up.

"Woh... Actually... I came yesterday to pick my card...But...Zoya was here sleeping... I thought it's not safe...to leave her like that..."

He stammered while Humeira passed a cold look to him.

"Its' good to know that you acknowledge her existence... and care for her..."

Throwing this sarcastic remark she walked past him to Zoya. He stood there with his eyes closed while her words pricked his heart where it hurts most...

How was it? Do you feel the hatred towards Asad increasing?😛