Asad got up early that morning and stood by the window and gazed out at the rising sun, Zoya laid comfortably half tucked neatly behind the coverlet, her face squinted with the sunlight that made her look even more angelic as it brightened every exposed part of her face, Asad turned and he saw her the woman that mislead him, deceived him and lied to him in his bed, his hands cuffed into fist, anger was present on his face as he looked at her, she slept without trouble unlike Asad who couldn't believe anything anymore, his best friend deceived him the worst and the woman he loved left her home that she was welcomed to, her family, her love, her ammi and bahin, she went back to the home that would never hurt her again America. "Aapi stop na…sleep I need sleep" Zoya moaned as Zeenat tried to remove the coverlet off Zoya "Zoya its been three weeks bas this non sense" with a stern voice Zeenat said to her. "Aapi fine im up im up" Zoya jumped out the bed and hugged her Aaapi "mujhe marv kar deje? Im really sorry" Zoya puppy eyed her Aapi and hugged her with a big grin on her face . "bas beta you have nothing to apologise for now get ready quickly and come down for breakfast…okay" Zoya was already distant, she didn't hear a word she stood frozen as if she saw a ghost, but there she saw it the black saree he gifted her with the note "don't stitch this one into a kurti" Zeenat got no reply and she immediately turned and saw Zoya with tears about to brim her eyelids and she rushed to her and hugged her tightly, "Zoya bas crying please…stop beta…main hoon na…bas crying please Zoya" Zoya closed her eyes and held on to her Aapi and soon she stopped crying, "Zoya it hurts and it will I know that, but you need to move on, and stop crying at everything that reminds you of them, understand? Stop hurting yourself beta" "Aapi why does it feel as if I left pieces of myself in that mansion? Why does it hurt so much? I want it to end the pain so badly but then I remember and I see things and it dredges up everything…" "Zoya pain is a choice, you chose how much pain you want to endure understand never let others make you feel pain okay now clean up and come down for breakfast" Zeenat kissed Zoya on her forehead and she walked slowly out the room into the corridor looking back now and again at Zoya she saw her pick up the saree and bagged it and shoved it into a draw in her wardrobe. Tanveer's hand fell on Asad's side of the bed, he was always angry these days, he couldn't understand why she would hurt them the way they did but she did, Asad allowed her to sleep in the room but never on the left side of his bed, that was for his wife the woman he trusted loved and had complete faith in, he yelled at her to get up, Tanveer jumped out of the bed in shock, there relationship changed drastically three weeks prior, "what happened?" asked Tanveer coily, "you happened you ruined everything, how could you, you were my friend and you betrayed us? What kind of person does something like that? Ill tell you a witch, a vile and disgusting human being does that to people that consider her to be close as family" Asad looked at her with disgust as he walked out the room and slammed the door. Tanveer sat there and felt her tummy, "mere bacha , I did this for mere bacha". Break-fast , lunch and dinner was always silent at the Khans, Tanveer never served anyone but herself per Asad's decision everyone knew the truth about her and only questioning eyes were upon over the past weeks, Phupi was broken she fell seriously ill in and out the past weeks and Najma wasn't doing well in school as she was busy taking care of ammi as Asad forbid Tanveer to interfere in family matters that doesn't concern as she is not family just a lie, at Zoya's laughter could be heard from three blocks away, no matter how much pain she was in she left it in her room, which she would spend most of her days, her shayira's became less and less until she stopped , but her laughter and smile were still present even though she faked it almost every day. Zoya spent most of her time in her room, either sleeping or just listening music. Zeenat and Anwar were truly beginning to worry about her, she didn't take it well, what happened at her nikaah, three weeks ago.