Hi everyone, thank you all for your sweet comments!! I'm so glad you like this story! I've posted part 2 below - sorry it took so long! Enjoy -
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Ever since Taanvir came to live in Jahapana's house, Mr. Khan had been ignoring her. He was scared of the feelings he voiced that night. For Zoya his attention to Taanvir was a real eye-opener.
How foolish was she to place her trust in a man. Before meeting Mr. Khan, she didn't depend on anyone. She knew she could protect herself and take her own decisions about her life. Hadn't she always lived her life independently? That was exactly what Mr. Khan found so disgusting about her.
And she tried! Allah hi jaane how hard it was to let him into her life. To give him that right to take care of her. Harder than that was trying to find a place in his life for her. She thought things had changed after those moments they spent together in Mangalpur. Sometimes she would have dreams - really confusing dreams - of waking up in her Jahapanah's arms, feeling his tears on her face. She knew she almost died that day.
But that feeling of security would never come. Not again. She wouldn't let it. Those feelings she had shared with him during their doll factory investigation. That night after phoopi slapped him for accusing his father. Never again would she feel safe just because he was around.
She was a fool. Fool to forget the bitter truth her life had taught her. How to be alone. How to take care of herself. She thought maybe this once..maybe I was wrong. I can trust Mr. Khan with myself, with my heart. But she was a fool. This was Mr. Khan, Mr. Tezeeb. She was nothing but a bateemzi ladki in his eyes.
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Shiv Shakti
