An Untitled Story That you must read. :)

And the Tanveer hugging, and the Zoya's crying broke my heart into a million pieces.
But todays episode and precap were just awesome...but please do give this OS a try. :) Idk what inspired this...😛

"Look Zoe! I found some old photos. Is this the family you were staying with in Bhopal?"

"Ohmygod yes!! This is the same phuphi I keep talking to on the phone Rehan, and this is Najma. Remember Najma and her husband visited us in December?" Zoya said, smiling at her husband.

"And who's this?"

The smile was wiped off her face as she saw the picture.

It was him.

The face that had been pushed into the back of her memory, the one she swore she'd never think about when she had left his house.

"Oh! That's Mr Khan. Phuphi's son," she said forcing the smile back on her face.

"You're not in touch with him? Never heard about him before'"

"No, we weren't really that close. Oh and remember Zara has a PTM today, you need to come to the school at three," she told him.

"Sure sweetie, I won't forget." He kissed the tip of her nose and left to get ready for work.

Zoya sat in front of her computer, thinking about her life. She had the best husband in the world and she loved him with all her heart. And they had the cutest little daughter, Zara. She was really the light of their lives.
But she couldn't help but wonder about him. What happened to him? He was probably happy with Tanveer, with two kids. But had he really never wondered about her? Wanted to find out what had happened to her? Not like she had made it easy for him. She had made phuphi, Najma and Ayaan promise they wouldn't tell him about her whereabouts. She had wanted nothing to do with the man who had broken her heart then.

But that was then. And he was Asad Ahmed Khan, if he wanted to he could have found her.
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"Zara you must behave better in class. You can't go around littering the classroom and yelling at the other children," she told her 4 year old, "Miss James was very upset with you."

"Let it go na, she's your daughter after all."

"REHAN! What's that supposed to mean?" she yelled, whacking him.

"Okay, okay calm down''..Hey Zoya, isn't that the same guy from the picture? The one sitting on our doorstep?" he whispered.

Asad couldn't believe his eyes when he saw her walk up the driveway. It was Zoya. The very girl he had spent the past five years of his life looking for.
Wait, she had a daughter? That was her daughter?
So the guy, Rehan was her husband.
She was married. She had a daughter. She was happy.

Without him.

He got up and shook the guys hand.

"Mr Khan? What are you doing here? I haven't heard from you for ages."

"You made yourself quite hard to reach Zo-Miss Faaroqui." He said softly.

"I'll leave you guys to catch up and go give Zara her lunch okay?" her husband said, and placing a kiss on her cheek.
Asad clenched his fists. He could have been in his place if he hadn't made that mistake. That mistake he made five years ago.
"Ammi, Najma and Ayaan wouldn't tell me where you were, how much ever I asked. You won't believe how much I've been looking for you. How have you been after Bhopal? That's your husband?"

"After I found out that my abbu was...you know...I realised there was no more point of me staying in Bhopal. I came back to New York, and re-settled into life...I met Rehan, and yeah...he's my husband. And Zara, she's my little daughter. She just started school this month...'" she said proudly, "Hows Tanveer?"

"She's gone."

"Oh my god... Im so sorry."

"Don't be. You were right Zoya," he said quietly, gazing into her eyes, "She was only after my money."
"I'm sorry Zoya. For everything."

"Asad-''

"AMMII! Come here fasssttt." An excited shriek from the house interrupted her.

"Come in, you can meet the folks," she said flashing her million dollar smile.

"Not now, just wanted to say hi. I'll drop by some other day."

He watched as she walked into the house, without giving him a second glance.

He badly wanted to see who the guy who took her from him was. And the little girl that sounded so much like her mom.
But he had lost her forever.

And he had to find a way to deal with that.

Making this clear- Zoe left Bhopal 6 years ago. 😕
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Anyway i am loving it

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