AsYa/KaBhi SS: Tied for Eternity EPILOGUE pg 27! - Page 4

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Very nice! Asad's and Zoya's angst was heart wrenching! Totally felt their pain. Hopefully they come face to face in the next update! The banner is lovely! You are very creative with your words and art!

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Hola ppl😃! I'm back! Ok, I know I'm two months late in updating and I am EXTREMELY sorry for that. I actually didn't go to school today coz I'm not that well so I decided to update, so I finally brought myself to type the next chapter. So here goes chapter 3:

The Last Ray of Hope

Asad laid his head back on the head rest. He stared at the ceiling emptily, with no expression playing on his face. He spoke into thin air, "Five months. I've waited for five months, how long am I supposed to wait for? Is it that hard for her to just give me call? Did I really hurt her that much?" He found a lone tear sliding down his cheek. He wiped it away, as he heard his telephone ringing, "Yes?" "Sir, we have received a deal from Coral Enterprises, I've forwarded the mail to your e-mail. It has all the information and details, regarding the deal." Asad didn't know why, but as soon as he heard the name of the company, his heart raced. Like he had a connection with it, somehow. He snapped out of his thoughts as a voice rung into his ears again, "Sir, I suggest we accept the deal Coral Enterprises has offered. It's one of the biggest companies in India and it will help expand our company as well." Asad replied blankly, "I'll let you know, when I've decided to accept it, or not."

Zoya woke up to the sun rays laying sprawled across her serene face. She pulled herself up, slowly as she turned look at the clock. She gasped, "Its ten already?! Allah miyan, please help me!" She jumped back under her duet, groaning. No one would usually care about getting up late on a Sunday morning, but with a friend like Ileana, getting up at the break of dawn would be too late.She swallowed the lump in her throat, as she remembered those happy days, with the people who she had thought was her family. She smiled as she remembered how her beloved tamatar would drag her out of bed, when she over slept. "Family, huh? Who are you trying to fool, Zoya? You will always be the girl, who has no one to call her own.", she told herself. She slowly pulled her knees up to her chest, bracing herself as she sobbed quietly. In the five months that had passed, nothing much had changed. Her routine was the same, week days were spent working, while during week ends, her friend Ileana would pull her along to the birthday party of a new found friend. She'd stopped feeling sorry for herself, as she felt there was no point. She cried, she cried in plenty, for the fact that she'd lost a family. She'd found a mother in her dear phuppi, a sister in her sweet Najma and Asad...She didn't know where he stood. A friend? No, maybe more than just a friend. Sure enough she'd felt attracted to him, but that was just mere infatuation from both sides. Deep inside she knew it was more than just infatuation. She'd always confided in Asad, the only one whom she had ever opened up to. He'd understood her perfectly, at least that was what she had thought. After so many fights and misunderstandings, they'd paved a path into each other's hearts. "If he hated me th+at much, why did he propose me in the airport, in front of so many people?", she asked herself. Only one person knew the answer to that question, but there was no way she could turn back. Even if the answer was the same as the one she wanted to hear she couldn't turn back. "How could he blame me? How was it even my fault? Is Allah really that cruel?", she asked herself. Destiny had chosen the worst path one could take, for her. She lived under a fake

name, she had ceased the existence of a girl named Zoya, to nothing. There were times when she felt that her life held no purpose and it was better to end it rather than live through a whole life of misery, but she held back. She wasn't sure why, but everytime the thought even crossed upon her mind, she pushed it away. Even if she qustioned herself, an answer seemed far out of her reach. She was brought back to reality as she heard the door bell ring. She groaned and sat up, wiping her tears. "Ileana.", she muttered to herself before walking off to open the door.

Asad banged his fist on the desk as he repeated the same line for the umpteenth time, gritting his teeth, "Listen, I really need to know the location of that person. I can pay a huge donation for your company, just tell me where the location is." "I'm extremely sorry sir, but I'm afraid we can't help you. Its against the law to reveal any information of our customers to outsiders.", said the receptionist. That was when he lost it, he screamed back at her, "I don't care about the damn law! Do even know who I am?! If I wanted to I can shut your whole company down at the snap of my fingers. Now, this the last time I'm asking this, are you going to give the location, or not?" The receptionist stared at Asad for a few more seconds, before gathering her wits to speak again, "Umm...Please wait for few minutes sir, I'll give the manager a call. I can't take any decision, the manager will talk to you, please take a seat." Asad relaxed a little and nodded his head before walking off to to sit down. In his frustration he'd forgotten about the audience sitting there. He noticed their silent whispers and looked down awkwardly. After a while, the receptionist called him again, "Mr. Khan? The manager is free now, you may go in." Asad stood up and straightened himself, before walking into the manager's room.

"Hey Zaafi! Wassup? Why are your eyes red? Were you crying? And why are you still in your night dress? Its 10.30 already! I told you to be ready at 9.30!", Zoya creased her forehead in frustration, trying to deal with all the questions Ileana had fired at her, "Hi. Nothing's up. I don't know why my eyes are red, I wasn't crying, I don't care if its 10.30 and I would really appreciate it if you could just shut up." Ileana glared back at her, "Now, that's a little rude." Zoya sighed and replied, "I don't care, I'm going into the washroom and try not to raid my fridge while I'm inside." Ileana blushed, a little embarassed by her comment. Zoya gave her a small smirk and walked off to the bathroom.

Ileana watched her walk away, some things would never change. She'd known her beloved Zaafira for just a mere five months but she'd grown so close to her, yet she didn't know why she knew a part was missing. Something about her didn't fit in. Ileana sighed and flopped down on the bed, "My weird best friend." Even if she didn't admit it, Zaafira was her only true friend. The others would just dump her if it came to guys, or prestige. But Zoya had stood by her in good and bad, she knew Zaafira was hiding many things from her, but she didn't want to look into it, because she knew her she'd gone through some difficult times. She didn't even know that the name she presented herself with, was not her real name. She pulled herself back up and sighed, she jumped up and walked towards her wardrobe, to investigate for any new clothes, being the typical girl that she was. Just as she was about to close the wardrobe, something lying on the base of the wardrobe caught her eye. It was a box, kept in such a way that it would be hidden from anyone insepecting the wardrobe, that is unless you were a little too observant. She knelt down and picked it up, she looked at it a little more closely, "I've looked into Zaafira's wardrobe so many times and I never saw this, where the hell did it come from?" True enough, it seemed to her as if it appeared out of oblivion and her first instinct was to look into it. She opened it and found a leather back diary lying inside. She knew she wasn't supposed to read someone's private diary, but she couldn't stop herself. She didn't know why, but she felt something forcing her to open it, maybe she could finally find out what was bothering Zaafira. She slowly opened the diary, her fingers trembling and what she saw made her jaw drop in shock. Photos of a guy were strewn across the diary, some of them were stuck down, wile some them just lay there. She picked one of them up and looked at the guy in the photo a little more closely, "I've seen this guy somewhere, come on Ileana, think. Who is this guy? And why would Zaafi have his photos with her? Is he her ex or someone? Maybe that's why she's so apprehensive of herself." She put the photo down and looked back at the diary. She slowly traced her fingers over the sheet, she turned the page over and what she read, shocked her even more. "Zo...Zoya Farooqui's Diary.", she read out loud. "Is this Zaafira's diary? Bu...But then who is this Zoya?" She squeezed her eyes shut as a realization made it way to her mind. "So...is Zaafira actually...Zoya?" Just when she was about to turn the page again, she heard the bathroom door unlatch and she quickly put everything back inside and sat back down on her bed. Zoya came out and gave her a confused expression as Ilena glared at her, "So, are you ready then...Zoya?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Khan. We won't be able to make any exception, especially this time.", said the manager. Asad gritted his teeth and asked, "And may I know why especially not this time?" The manager seemed unfazed by his anger, he replied calmly, "Usually, I would have taken this kind of an issue into consideration, but I will not be able to help you in way, this time." Asad yelled back at the manager, "All I bloody hell asked you to do was track her sim card! And why is that too hard for you to do?!" The manager looked square into his eyes and replied, "I'm not supposed to be telling you this, but the person you're talking about took written confirmation from us, to not reveal anything about her location and I'm afraid I can't reveal anything more than that" Asad's eyes grew wide hearing that. "Zoya hates me that much?", Asad asked himself, tears forming in his eyes. His tears were threatening to spill, but he quickly composed himself, well aware that there was someone watching him. He took a deep breath in and spoke again, "I'm not surprised, but please. This is an emergency, I really need to find that person, this is my last hope. Do you even know how long I've been trying to find her for? You don't know..." He stopped himself when he realized that he was getting a little too emotional, he sighed and asked, "Could you please just make an exception this time?" The manager stared at him for a few seconds, Asad could see he was taking it into consideration, hesitantly the manager replied, "We need a confirmation letter from you, stating that you will not mention this company's name under any circumstances in future, regarding this matter, if you want the location of that person." Asad stared at him in disbelief, "Does that mean..." The manager cracked a small smile and replied, "Yes, Mr. Khan. I can understand your situation, please write the letter here itself." He handed him a piece of paper and a pen, Asad managed a small smile and began to write the letter. After a couple of minutes, he finished up and handed the letter back to the manager, "I'll give you a call in a couple of hours, you can go home for now." Asad smiled and got up, "Thank you." The manager smiled at him and Asad turned back around and walked out.

"Coral Enterprises?", asked Asad. "Yes Mr. Khan, the brach in Delhi. Ms. Farooqui's number was last recorded there, we can't find any other records related to that number." Asad realized that, that was the same company that had offered the deal, "Thank you, Mr. Kapoor." "Your welcome.", they both hung up and Asad fell back on his sofa. After all those days, he'd finally found a clue relating to Zoya. "Coral Enterprises. Is Zoya working there, or something?" A lone tear made its way down his cheek as he realized what position he'd forced her into, he knew very well how pampered she was. She'd probably never even had to get off the sofa to get a drink. He knew how much her aapi and jiju loved her, they would never let her stay on her own, let alone work. "This time, you're not escaping, Zoya. You might hate me, but I'll bring you back." He smiled as he realized he close he was to finding Zoya. He picked up his phone to call his P.A, Prasad, "Hello, Prasad? We'd earlier recieved a deal from Coral Enterprises. Please get the paper work done, I've accepted the deal."

to be continued...

Precap: "I am extremely sorry for the delay! i got caught up in the traffic and it was raining so I...", she stopped herself as she realized how stupid she'd just been. She looked back at the people who were giving her stares of disapproval, except for one person. A tear made its way down her cheek, as she felt that familiar piercing gaze fall upon her after such a long time.

So that was chapter 3! Yeah, I know there was nothing interesting in this update, this chapter was just a filler. But trust me, it was needed, without this chapter I can't proceed the story. And I know i updated after two months and u guys wanna throw eggs at me, maybe tomatoes as well and ur welcome to do so, but i don't like chappals so please throw shoes or trainers instead, if u dont mind. I haven't even read through the chapter, I'm feeling very lazy so I'm posting it just like that, so I'm sorry for any typing errors. Also, I don't know id Asad's P.A's name is actually prasdad but i noticed that a lot of ppl were using that name in their stories so i thought I'd use it as well. I'll try and update soon, but pakka promise it wont be as late as last time. If I don't go to school tomorrow, I'll try and post the next chapter, depending on how I'm feeling. I might post the next chap for my ff instead, so no guarantees. But the latest i cud get to is independence day, coz it wud be a holiday and I'll surely post it then, probably earlier. Till then, au revoir!

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