Hello everyone,
First of all i am sorry for not giving an update soon...
Second, my sorry goes to Jas,Heena, Afu and Amu for not giving them a new thread after promising them.
I am really sorry.. it's just that i have been too busy and i hardly came to IF last week.
And with this update i am starting a new thread and i would like to thank everyone who commented and liked the story so far.. thank you all... your appreciation means a lot..
After last update, i know that i have not replied to some of you who commented.. sorry about that as well.
And now, let me cut short my rant and give you all the next chapter.. hope its not too boring... being too busy, i didn't get the mood to write as well... but wrote this down in bits whenever i got sometime and now i am not even sure of what i wrote..😆
CHAPTER 8:
It was 10 PM and Zoya was in the bedroom unpacking the small suitcase she had brought with her. Since she had come just to meet Asad, not knowing where their relationship stood and whether Asad would even forgive her and accept her back, she had not brought many things. And she hung the few dresses and the 2 night dresses that she had brought with her in Asad's wardrobe. And looking at her few clothes hanging there with Asad's things she smiled and sighed. How much had they dreamt of sharing that house, that room, that wardrobe and everything else and living there together. She remembered the one week that they had spent in Paris after their honeymoon in Switzerland.
They had lived in an apartment in the most romantic city in the world and they had been so happy together living as a newly married so much in love couple and everything was perfect in their life; but still they had dreamt of coming home soon and live in Asad's apartment and make it a home for themselves, and they were so excited about it. But with a single stroke of fate everything has changed, their life changed and their dreams got shattered but Zoya knew that she should be grateful that she was back with Asad despite everything that had happened in their life and despite all the obstacles that they had faced.
After dinner Asad had excused himself saying that he had to do his routine exercises as he had not done it that day. The physiotherapist had taught him some exercises to strengthen his weak muscles and he was supposed to do them twice daily; but Zoya understood that the reason why he had gone to his gym was because he had actually wanted sometime alone as well and she let him go. She did not go with him even though she was tempted to go to the gym and sit there in case he needed some help.
After her emotional breakdown in the afternoon and after she told Asad that she would not leave him and go, it looked like he had accepted her decision. But even then all throughout the afternoon and the evening he was still trying to be nonchalant and aloof with her as if it did not matter to him that she was there with him after such a long time, but Zoya could very well read the emotions that intermittently crossed his face whenever he was unguarded and she knew that he was having mixed feelings regarding her being there and that he was fighting an inner battle with himself. And though she felt sad that Asad was thinking of distancing himself from her and letting her go, she understood his feelings and why he was trying to do that.
Asad entered the room at that moment looking tired and exhausted and Zoya knew that it was more of an emotional state than physical exhaustion.
"How was the exercise session?...Did you do them well?" Zoya went up to him and asked with deliberate cheerfulness in her voice
"Yea it was good... Umm, I need to take a shower." Asad said quickly and hurried towards the bathroom and Zoya stared at his back sadly wondering whether he would let go of his resistance and behave normally with her or not.
When Asad reached the bathroom door, he removed the crutches and propped it up on the wall and opened the bathroom door and walked inside and Zoya could see that it was still difficult for him to walk even a few steps without his crutches. She stood rooted at the stop staring at the bathroom door even after he closed it; feeling sad for her husband and suddenly wishing it was her in his place and he had been spared of what he was going through.
She then wondered if he would be able to manage alone in the bathroom and she slowly walked up to the bathroom door and held the door knob and turned it very slowly so as not to alert Asad and opened the door softly. Asad was just removing his shirt when she opened the door and the moment she saw him shirtless tears welled in her eyes once again. Even in the afternoon when she first saw him she had noticed how thin he was but seeing him shirtless now she realized the extent to which he had lost weight. He was so thin that she was sure his waist would be almost the same as hers and his six pack abs about which they had teased each other so often had completely disappeared and his abdomen was completely flat. She then remembered the conversation they had one day and how Asad asked her if she would not love him if his six packs Abs were gone. She had seriously told him even on that day that it's not just his great physique that she loved and she loved him, and everything about him that made him who he was.
And then she realized how ironic it was that they had to now face in reality a situation that they had playfully envisioned one day while teasing each other, and Zoya knew without an iota of doubt that even today she loved him as much as she did that day, regardless of his changed appearance and his disabilities. She would never love anyone else in her life and she would not leave Asad even if it was Asad himself who was trying to push her away.
"Zoe" Asad suddenly turned towards the door and asked softly and Zoya came out of her thoughts. She was sure that he had not heard her opening the door and she was amazed at the way he knew and felt her presence.
"Umm, I... I just checked in to see if you needed any help... I'm just outside in the room... do call me if you need anything." Zoya mumbled and closed the door quickly.
When Asad came out Zoya went to the bathroom to freshen up herself. When she came out Asad was already lying on the bed and he looked like he was in deep thoughts once again. Zoya stood at the edge of the bed suddenly feeling awkward at the thought of sharing a bed with him after so long and while Asad was trying to distance himself from her. Despite her resolution to be with Asad and never leave him, his aloofness was getting to her and it made her feel awkward and hesitant around him. And she realized that she had never imagined that such a day would come in their life; they were too much in love to even think of any such thing. Tears welled in her eyes yet again and a sudden feeling of helplessness enveloped her and all she wanted to do at that moment was lay beside Asad, hug him and cry in his arms once again and plead with him asking not to distance himself from her.
But Zoya knew that she should not break down again; she knew that she should act strong and try to behave as normally as possible regardless of what Asad did. And she wiped away her tears and climbed on to the bed.
"Do you need anything?... I mean do you take anything at bedtime like milk or may be some medicine that you have to take?" Zoya knew that she sounded awkward despite trying hard to act normal.
"No I don't need anything and there is no medicine I have to take at this time." Asad replied seriously and then lay in the same position with the back of his right forearm resting across his forehead. Zoya saw that he had not covered himself with the duvet and not knowing what else to do or say; she reached out for the duvet; unfolded it and covered Asad with it and then lay beside him. An awkward silence ensued between them.
"Asad" Zoya finally whispered when she could no longer bear the silence and the awkwardness between them.
"Hmm"
"I wanna ask you something... will you give me a truthful answer to what I ask?" Zoya propped herself on one elbow and looked at his face intently.
"Yea... why would I lie to you Zoe" Asad answered after a while.
"What if our roles are reversed and I am the one who got injured so badly and I am blind and unable to walk...and then I ask you to leave me so that you can have an easier life without me, will you leave me then?" Zoya asked him carefully and Asad remained silent
"No Zoe... I won't be able to do it." He sighed in resignation and answered softly after what felt like ages to Zoya.
"Then how can you even think that I will be able to leave you and go?... I can't Asad... as long as you are alive and in this world my place is with you."
"But Zoe, how can you spend the rest of your life with a man like me? Didn't you see what happened at the dining table tonight?... I'm useless and I can't even do simple things on my own." Asad said in exasperation and Zoya remembered the incident that happened during dinner.
That night Maria had prepared a nice chicken soup for them. Although a little reluctantly, Asad had earlier introduced Zoya to Maria and had told her that Zoya was his wife. Maria was shocked to know that they were married but then she immediately liked Zoya and she could see the love in their eyes for each other and she understood that something big must have happened and that was the reason why they were not together all these days.
After preparing Dinner, Maria showed everything in the kitchen to Zoya and she had left then. Zoya laid the table and then she called Asad and they sat down for dinner.
"This soup smells so delicious isn't it? As you told me in Paris, Maria is a good cook and I need not worry about the cooking."
She put the bowl of soup in front of Asad and she was about to feed him herself when he reached out and felt for the spoon and took it on his own. And Zoya wondered whether he would be able to mange to drink something like soup on his own but because he took the spoon she thought that maybe he could mange and was used to doing it alone. But actually Dilshad always fed him things like soup and Asad feared that he would not be able to take it himself but he did not want Zoya to feed him so he took the spoon determined to try to mange himself. He reached for the bowl tentatively and managed to put the spoon in it and he took a spoonful and drank it carefully, but on the next time he reached for the bowl, he hit the bowl with the back of his hand. The bowl tipped and the hot soup fell out and some even fell on his hand and he withdrew his hand quickly in reflex and in the process hit the glass of water that was kept nearby. And the glass fell on to the floor and shattered into pieces. Asad looked stricken and his face looked ashen and Zoya immediately understood that the mishap had affected him badly. She got up, wiped Asad's hand and then went to the fridge and took out some ice cubes and put it in a bowl of water and brought it to the table and put Asad's hand in it. After about five minutes Zoya took out his hand and looked at his hand carefully and sighed in relief when she saw that the soup had not burnt his hand.
"Does it hurt?" she asked him and caressed his hand. He shook his head and turned his face away and Zoya knew that he was still disturbed by what happened.
"Do you know why that happened?" Zoya laughed deliberately and asked him in a teasing manner.
"Why?" Asad mumbled and Zoya could see a mixture of emotions from embarrassment and sadness to helplessness cross his face.
"Do you remember earlier when we were in Paris, you used to make me feed you even when I didn't want to do it... and you enjoyed eating from my hand, but today when I really wanted to feed you, you wanted to do it on your own and you didn't even ask me to do it...that's why it happened... now let me do it ok?" Zoya said cheerfully trying to diffuse the tension.
"Umm Zoe... I no longer feel like having that soup... I will eat something else." Asad said gloomily.
"But this soup is really yummy... and it's been so long since we sat for dinner together like this and I really want to feed you tonight... So please have it from my hand tonight... Please... at least for old time's sake..." Zoya smiled and pouted and Asad could visualize the look on her face and despite everything a smile appeared on his face and he nodded his head. And Zoya fed him the soup and went on chatting as if nothing major had happened, but she could still see that Asad was feeling embarrassed and awkward that such a thing had happened in front of her on their first night together after so long.
"That's nothing Asad... I guess it was the first time you tried to have something like soup on your own and so it was bound to happen...next time it won't happen and you will learn to do everything." Zoya came out of her thoughts and whispered reassuringly.
"And what if I don't Zoe?... what if I can never even walk properly let alone being blind for the rest of my life?" Asad said broodingly.
"Please Darling ... don't think so negatively... you were in a coma for almost 2 months and even after sustaining such severe injuries, you survived, you came out of coma and now you are even able to walk with the help of crutches... so actually you have improved so much... you are a survivor Asad and you are going to get better... You should believe in yourself and think positively." Zoya reached out and entwined her fingers with his and squeezed his hand reassuringly. And they lay that way silently each lost in their own thoughts.
"Zoe."Asad whispered brokenly after a while.
"I've missed you so much all these days." Saying it he suddenly turned towards Zoya and hugged her tightly and Zoya's breath hitched hearing the anguish in his voice. She hugged him back and adjusted herself on the bed, allowing Asad to rest his head on her chest, his face buried at the crook of her neck. And then she felt something wet touch the skin of her neck and she realized that it was Asad's tears and then she felt him reach his arm behind her back and hug her even more tightly as if he would never let go of her again. And Zoya knew that he had finally let go of the emotions that he had kept bottled up inside, and had tried to hide from her ever since she came back to him that day. And she held him tightly with one hand and with the other hand she rubbed his back soothingly.
"And I am here now Asad... and I won't go anywhere leaving you... we will be together for the rest of our life and you will become better. I promise you." Zoya said softly.
"I am sorry Zoe." Asad whispered after a while.
"I am sorry for trying to push you away from me... I know that it hurt you and that you are feeling very sad because of the way I have been behaving since you came... but what could I do Zoe?...i could not bear to imagine you struggling in your life by being with me in the future."
"Why do you think that I would be struggling in future if I stayed with you?"
"What else it would be other than a struggle when you have to live your life with a man like me?.. Zoe, it's not only living life as a blind man for the rest of my life that I am scared of... what about my career and what I love to do and do as a living as well - my music?...I won't even be able to play piano again and neither would I be able to act in movies... so how would I even earn a living and support you in future?... I know that my father is wealthy and everything he has he had made it in my and Najma's name... but I don't want to live on his money Zoe... I need my own identity but I won't be able to do anything anymore Zoe... think about all these things." Asad said tearfully.
And Zoya understood the extent to which his self esteem had suffered. Music was not just a means of earning for him, it was his passion as well and he was proud of the fact that he was earning well by doing something that he loved doing. And he was scared that he would never be able to do that again and earn a living as well.
"I can understand all your fears and worries Darling... but I know that things will not be as bleak as you are imagining it... and I have faith that you will again play Piano and do everything that you are passionate about doing... and whatever happens in future we would always face that together... don't try to push me away from you... and always remember that I will only be happy with you and nowhere else... I love you so much." Zoya tightened her arm around him and with the other hand she reached out and caressed his hair lovingly.
"I love you too Zoe... and I promise you that I won't try to push you away again... if what you want is to be with me then I am the happiest man... it's just that I felt that I won't be able to give you the happiness that you deserve in life."
"I will always be happy if I am with you Asad... you are not just a husband to me... you are my life and my happiness and without you there won't be any meaning to my life."
And Zoya continued to caress and rub his back and whisper sweet nothings to him, allowing him to shed his long held tears and after a while she felt his body relax, his breathing became even and she realized that he had fallen asleep.
And while Asad finally fell into a peaceful sleep lying in the arms of his beloved wife, Zoya lay awake unable to sleep. She was thinking of why everything happened this way and why Asad had suffered so much. She remembered how he was earlier. He was so full of energy, so self confident and so strong and powerful; but he wasn't the kind of man who wore his machismo on his sleeve and behaved as if he was god's gift to mankind, especially to the female species. She hated those kind of men; and Asad was never arrogant that way; instead he had a subtle aura of strength and power around him that immediately enveloped one and made one feel safe with him. And ever since they met, he had really treated her like a princess and had taken care of all her needs, whims and fantasies as if that was what he was born to do. But what happened with the accident had made him loose his self confidence and she understood that he had become very vulnerable even if he had earlier tried not to show it to her. And she was glad that finally he had at least spoken about his fears and worries and had shared his feelings with her and had accepted her back in his life the way she wanted.
And another thing Zoya understood was that the main reason for his insecurities was because of the fear that he would not be able to take care of her again like he did before. He had said that much to her even in the afternoon and she had tried to alleviate his anxieties even then. And now she understood that it would still take time and a lot of more effort from her side to really make his fears and worries go away.
And as Zoya fell asleep still holding Asad in her arms, she vowed herself to make him regain his self confidence and make him start loving life once again.
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The same evening at Brentwood, Ayaan came back to Zoya's home at dinner time, looking tired and worn out. For Ayaan, it was one of those days when nothing went well. First it was Zoya's heartbreaking disclosure in the morning. That alone was enough to make the day one of the worst days of his life. He was completely shattered and nothing else registered in his mind, and he just sat in his office wondering how everything went so wrong when it came to his love life.
Ayaan was a man who always made sure that he got what he wanted in life. He was ambitious from a young age not only because by nature he was that type, but also because he had been drilled by parents who were over ambitious to believe that success means power and power means the ability to control everything around you and attain happiness. And Ayaan had always wanted to become a corporate lawyer like his Abbu and he had worked hard to achieve that. Success always followed him because he worked for it and made sure he got it.
And when it came to his love life too, he had initially approached it in the same way. Since his college days he had always known his parents' desire for him to get married to Zoya. And he had known why his parents wanted that. He had known that it was because Zoya was the sole heiress to the ample wealth that Ghaffur uncle had accumulated over the years. And since success, money and power meant so much to him as well, he did not mind his parents' planning and he had gradually started to think of Zoya and her wealth as his own. And in his heart it was a foregone conclusion that he would one day marry Zoya. Love was not a part of it, but then to his amazement after he came back from university and met Zoya as a grownup he had started to really like her and one fine day he knew that he had really fallen in love with her. And he had wanted to tell Zoya about his feelings but then he waited knowing that Zoya would anyway become his in the near future.
And when Zoya finally agreed for their marriage and they got married he was too happy. He thought that he had got everything that he wanted in life.
But after what Zoya had just revealed and went, he realized that he did not after all get everything that he wanted in life. Actually the most important thing that he wanted in life he did not get. And that was his love and apparently that love belonged to someone else and it was an illusion that it belonged to him at all.
And as Ayaan sat in his office he could not come to terms with what had happened. He could not accept that Zoya loved someone else and was married to him and that he was left with nothing.
And he knew that he could not just let Zoya go away from his life so easily. He wanted to go to her home and talk to her once again but then his partner came and reminded him of the important court hearing of one of their clients which was scheduled for that afternoon. Ayaan did not feel like going, but he knew how important that client was and he knew there was no way he could avoid it. And with his thoughts occupied with Zoya he went to the court. And to his utter dismay the opposition lawyer came up with some new facts that weakened Ayaan's client's testimony and by the time the court proceedings got over and Ayaan finished dealing with some more issues at his office, he was mentally exhausted. And he felt that he did not have the strength to deal with Zoya that night but still he knew that he would not be able to sleep without talking to Zoya so he came to Zoya's house as soon as he finished. He wanted to ask her once again whether everything she told was truth or not, even though he knew that she did not lie. And then he wanted to ask her not to leave him even if everything she told was truth and she was married to Asad before. He wanted to even beg and plead with her if that was necessary. He loved her and he could not let Zoya go so easily.
When Ayaan entered the dining room of Siddique Mansion, Ghaffur was about to finish his dinner. He and Raziya were the only two people at the dining table. Neither Zainab nor Zoya came for dinner and Ghaffur was already irritated with that. But seeing Ayaan his mood elevated.
"Ayaan Beta you are finally home... come and have dinner." Ghaffur told Ayaan and he came and sat for dinner.
"Raziya since Ayaan is also here, I think you should go and call Zoya for dinner." Ghaffur told Raziya.
Raziya came back after about ten minutes and informed them that Zoya was not in her room and that Zainab's room was locked and no one answered when she called. Although Zoya did not often go out in the evening Ghaffur knew that she could have gone out with a friend, even then he immediately got angry because she was not there when Ayaan came home.
"She should be home by now... Ayaan, did she inform you that she would be going out anywhere?" Ghaffur asked Ayaan.
"No uncle." Ayaan said hesitatingly suddenly becoming worried about Zoya's whereabouts and he suddenly wondered whether Zoya had gone back to Asad or not. He had not thought of that happening this soon.
"She did not even tell you where she was going? That girl is becoming too irresponsible and stubborn." Ghaffur's anger increased.
"Uncle, why don't we check Zianab Aunt's room? May be she is there." Ayaan knew that she had slept there on previous night as well and he suddenly hoped that she was there even now.
Ghaffur, Raziya and Ayaan walked upstairs to Zainab's room and Ghaffur knocked and called out to her loudly and Zainab opened the door.
"Is Zoya here?" Ghaffur asked a sleepy looking Zainab. Zainab had not slept the previous night and because she did not want to face Ghaffur's questions regarding Zoya's absence from the dining table, she had skipped dinner and had slept early that night.
"Umm no she is not here... what happened?" Zainab tried to act as if she did not know anything.
"Zoya is not at home that's what has happened... and you are sleeping at this time?" Ghaffur ranted.
"Uncle, can I talk to you alone?" Ayaan suddenly asked Ghaffur and a surprised Ghaffur followed Ayaan and they went to Ghaffur's study.
"Uncle I don't know how to tell you this... but I feel Zoya has left home."
"Left home? What do you mean Ayaan?" Ghaffur suddenly felt as if his worst nightmare had come true.
Ayaan then told Ghaffur about Zoya coming to visit him that morning and what Zoya had told him.
"So Uncle, I am afraid Zoya must have gone to Asad."
"No... Zoya won't dare to do such a thing." Ghafuur said desperately but even when he said it he knew that his daughter had a mind of her own and was very much capable of doing such a thing.
"But Uncle, don't you see... Zoya said she is married to Asad... she said she has proof of their marriage and they did it without informing you or anyone else and if they dared to get married in secret, then Zoya could very well dare to go to Asad now... and she came and told me about them without any hesitation, which means she is not afraid to tell the world about it... so she could have gone to Asad."
"No Ayaan... Zoya cannot be married to Asad and she cannot go and stay with him... I won't allow this and neither should you." Ghaffur shouted more in desperation than anger.
"But what can I do Uncle? Zoya will never come back willingly."
"You have to do something Ayaan... yours and Zoya's marriage took place and we can prove that... and... and what proof does Zoya and Asad have to prove that they got married?... may be there's no proof."
"Alright Uncle, I will try to do what I can... but right now I am going back to my own home.. I will meet you tomorrow after I think about everything."
And even after Ayaan left, Ghaffur paced across his study angrily. He could not believe that Zoya had remembered her past and had gone back to Asad even after all the precautions he took and everything he did to prevent that happening. And he cursed himself for not keeping a closer eye on Zoya even after she left Ayaan's house and came back home. And then it occurred to him that Zainab would know where Zoya was. He knew how close mother and daughter was and he realized that it was very unlikely for Zoya not tell anything to Zainab, especially when she told the truth to Ayaan.
And he went and barged into Zainab's room angrily once again. Zainab was sitting on her bed in deep thoughts.
"So you have now started lying to me as well isn't it?" Ghaffur taunted her.
"What do you mean?" Zainab said verily.
"You know very well what I mean... where is Zoya? I know that she would have told you where she had gone... and even if you don't tell me, we can guess where she is and I am going to get her back tomorrow."
"Alright! yea I know where she went... she has gone back to Asad with whom she belonged... and you cannot bring her back... she is married to him and she won't come back."Zainab said angrily and the moment the words left her mouth she felt a sharp sting on her cheek. It wasn't the first time he had slapped her; he had done it a few times in the past as well but she had never stood up to him because she had always tried to respect him as a husband despite the way he behaved. But now she knew that the time had come for her to stand up in defense of herself and her daughter.
"Don't you dare to hit me again... I will not tolerate your misbehavior again."Zainab held his hand and jerked it forcefully and they stared at each other as if they were ready to battle.
"So you are not at all worried and you are happy that your daughter has gone and got married to that Asad Ahmed khan?" Ghaffur calmed down a little and said sarcastically.
"Why should I be worried? Zoya's happiness is what matters to me and she loves Asad... and Asad loves her equally and from what Zoya told me I know that he is a good man and he is what my Zoya needs in her life."
"What rubbish? He is nobody when compared to Ayaan... what does he even do? Play piano and acted in a movie? He is nothing but Hollywood trash."
"He is also Mr. Rashid Ahmed khan and Dilshad Ahmed khan's son. And Rashid Ahmed Khan is a man of honour, something which you yourself cannot ever claim to be... you hate Rashid because he did not bend to your wishes and did not do things according to the way you wanted isn't it?... he stuck to his honour and did not want to get involved with the dishonest things you did...don't think that I did not know anything about what happened between you and Rashid... just because I did not say anything at that time did not mean I did not know anything... I knew everything...And I wish I had listened to Dilshad's advice and left you at that stage... but I remained with you because I still wanted to respect you as a husband and I did not want to loose my daughter... but now I have had enough... I don't fear you and I am going to stand with my daughter and do everything in my power to make her dreams come true." Zainab said challengingly and walked out of the room leaving behind an astonished Ghaffur.
And that night when Ayaan went home, to his dismay Shirin had not yet slept and she was sitting in the living room watching a movie.
"Ayaan why are you at home at this time?. And where is Zoya? Are you sleeping here tonight?" the moment she saw Ayaan, Shirin bombarded him with questions.
"Yes Ammi... I'm sleeping here tonight... and I don't know where Zoya is." Ayaan replied warily.
"What do you mean by you don't know?" Shirin suddenly became alert that something was really wrong.
Ayaan was too tired and emotionally drained and he did not have the energy to face the rant that would surely come from his Ammi after he explained everything to her; but he knew that he would not be able to ignore her and go and sleep as well. So he told his Ammi about everything that happened that day and that Zoya had gone back to Asad.
"I can't believe Zoya had the guts to do this... I thought Ghaffur Bhai had more control over his daughter than this."
"She is in love Ammi... and people in love have guts to do things." Ayaan said tiredly.
"You are also in love isn't it Ayaan?... but you don't have the guts to do things to keep Zoya with you... in fact I feel that love has made you weak and an emotional fool... I have always warned you to never think from your heart... but you did and that is the reason why you let Zoya go from this house in the first place... you became weak in front of her tears and you did not want to do anything to antagonize her."
"I didn't become weak Ammi... I thought that may be just like Zoya said, she needed sometime alone to sort out what was bothering her. And I care for her and that's the reason why I let her go."
"And what did you achieve by doing it?... she left you and went... and when she did, did she care about your feelings and what you would be going through?... no she didn't...but it's still not too late Ayaan... think of your own happiness and do something... don't let someone else snatch your own happiness this way."
"Alright Ammi... I will do something... but let me go and try to sleep now... I'm too tired Ammi."
And Shirin stood rooted at the same spot in her living room long after Ayaan went to his room. She could not believe that all her carefully laid plans were crumbling down just like that with a gush of wind that had once again come from her past. After what happened in her past she had put all her energy in achieving success and wealth, and getting Ayaan and Zoya married was her biggest dream for themselves. And now her rival's son had snatched Zoya away from her son and she would not allow it under any circumstances. Shirin was too angry and agitated and she vowed to not let Asad Ahmed Khan and Zoya be together at any cost.
PS... i know... there's a lot of Ayaan in this chapter... but its needed for future story.. Ayaan is an important character here and we have to understand his psyche, his feelings and what pushed and drove him to do what he is going to do in the coming chapters... so pls bear with it.😊
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