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Truth, just a simple on which all our complicated lives are built. They are the pillars on which our whole world is standing and just one hard blow on them is enough to shake up our existence to the core, turning it upside down and then leaving it in a disheveled mess of broken dreams. We all always want to live with truth but if the truths are born out of some darkest pit of some dreaded secrets of our pasts, they can cause more fatal damage than thousand lies.
Asad stood there shocked at her words when his daze was broken shortly by the mild thump sound as Zoya slumped on the ground. Her knees gave up and she started sobbing openly while clutching her dress in her tight fists to gain control over herself which seemed impossible at that moment. Asad was beside her in a blink of an eye and knelt there. But before he could utter anything, Zoya started speaking again-
-"I know this is not possible Mr. Khan. I know and that's why I ran away. I couldn't bear to see hatred for me your eyes. You had every reason to hate Mr. Gaffur Siddiqui and I had seen the extent of it, I feared that you will hate me too, being his daughter. It killed me Mr. Khan but I didn't have another option. They didn't leave me with another way out. The person who is my father, is the same person who destroyed a happy family, two innocent children's childhood and a lovely couple. He is the reason behind every pain you all had to go through in past and even till now. The family which gave me nothing but unconditional love, had shed tears every day and every night because of my father. That man's blood is flowing in my veins, how could I still look into your eyes and withstand those hurt and pain of years?"
Asad was left stunned, hearing her. In that moment, instead of Zoya, he could see a shadow of himself, a shadow full of bitterness for itself. He had always seen such a warm and loving glow on her face whenever she talked about her father, that all this agony and pain in her eyes shocked him to an unbearable limit, slicing it in numerous shreds. He felt miserable knowing how much the fear being hated by him was eating her from inside and he wanted to do everything to replace those fears with assurance and love, tell her that he could never hate her, not even in his dreams but his throat chocked with a lump of heart-wrenching emotions. He wanted to know what happened which caused this massive change in her but his curiosity was nothing in front of his concern for her which was growing with each passing second seeing her leading towards a nervous breakdown. She was shaking violently and tears continued to pour down her eyes. She was also panting but didn't dared to look in his direction. He cupped her face, forcing her to look at him and gently wiped her tears with his thumb, while pleading through his eyes to stop crying.
-"Zoya please stop. You don't have to tell me anything. We can talk later but you just calm down now." Asad tried to calm her down but to no avail as she shook her head in denial and came out of his hold.
-"No Mr. Khan, let me speak today. I have kept quiet for too long but not anymore. You deserve to know the truth." Zoya said with a strange determination as she saw him about to protest. There was something in her voice which forbade Asad from arguing further with her. Understanding his silent approval, she took in as much air as she could. She was going to live the worst chapter of her life again.
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Tanveer was fuming in anger as her another attempt to kill Zoya failed. She tried to kill her by cutting the rope of the chandelier during the sangeet ceremony but Purvi saved her. Seething in rage, she called Raziya and told her everything. After hearing everything from her, Raziya wasn't left with any other option than using her biggest weakness as the game changer. she didn't have another option than taking this to protect herself. She knew that what can't be destroyed by lies, can surely be destroyed by the truth.
Zoya stood in front of the Siddiqui Mansion with a heart full of hope and a mind full of anxiety and fear. She gazed uncertainly at the huge, white mansion as her mind wandered back to the phone call she got two hours ago. They returned home after the eventful ceremony but Asad had to go to the office for some emergency. She was about to retire to her bed, still in the effect of that frightening incident when she received a call from the owner of that photo-frame shop owner who told Asad about the death of her father. Confused, she picked up the call to hear him say that there had been some mistake and her father wasn't dead. He told her that he had told her about the wrong person by mistake and came across the right person's just now. He had her number which she had left there last time to get informed if some progress happened and called her give the news. Zoya thanked him profusely with tears of pure joy descending her cheeks as she noted down the address of her father. But little did that poor soul knew was that the owner was paid by Raziya for this. One door was opening, just to close all other ways for her.
Zoya wanted to scream and jump in joy but all her happiness died shortly when she recognized the address. Color drained from her face as she saw the address of Siddiqui Mansion. Her mind was going frenzy with questions but nothing could give a rational answer that how her father could be related to that house. She needed to go there as soon as possible but waking up Phoophi and Najma to involve them in this mess didn't seem like a good option. She wanted to call and tell Asad everything but remembering his relation with that house refrained her from doing so. She wanted answers and she knew only the house could provide her that. She didn't want to drag everyone in this when she herself wasn't sure about anything. So she decided to go there alone, keeping the uneasiness and strange fear aside which constantly told her that something was terribly wrong.
Zoya walked through the backyard of the house as the watchman at the gate told her to follow that path, as if he was already told that she was going to come which made her further confused. The last time she had been there was a disaster and now also a deadly silence, the one which came before a storm, prevailed the air.
She was crossing the store-room at the backyard when some voices caught her attention which were coming from there. As if blinded by some tune of death, her feet automatically took towards the window of that room, from where she could see Raziya Siddiqui standing inside with someone who was standing in the dark, only her silhouette was visible to Zoya. She didn't know what compelled her to do so but Zoya quickly hid at a side from where she could hear them without being visible but unknown to her, those two had already noticed her and exchanged a look of pure evil between them. All the members had gone out of town to attend some function and wouldn't come back till the next morning. So Raziya took it as the perfect opportunity to execute her plan and called over Tanveer. Now by making Zoya come there, they had already succeeded in the first phase of their plan. Today she would give her all the answers she had ever sought but will get the result which she wanted. She signaled Tanveer to kick start her plan which she did gleefully.
-" Bi this Zoya is getting too far now. What if she comes across the truth now? We all will be finished." The tape-recorder blared the words as Tanveer turned it on. She couldn't say all this herself as Zoya could recognize her voice. So she just recorded her dialogues in another person's voice, in the recorder.
-"Don't worry. She will never come to know what happened 17 years ago. Just like I have protected it till now, I will protect it till the end too. She would never come to know that I am the one who killed her mother." Raziya confessed without a single ounce of guilt.
Zoya's breath got caught in her throat at this completely unexpected cruel confession and her eyes widened in horror. A sudden gasp escaped lips which she stopped by placing her palm on her lips. Her whole body froze in shock and her mind felt numb. But her misery didn't end as she heard Raziya narrate those dreadful events of past.
-" Humehra's abbu did a huge mistake by marrying that Zainub against his family's wish and when he understood that, he left her there and came back to marry me. We were happy and that woman also had been alive if she didn't come here in search of him with her daughter. She wanted to snatch what was mine but she didn't know who I was. I killed her 17 years ago in that factory to wash away her name from our lives and the best part was Humehra's abbu helped me in it from the very beginning to the end. We burnt her in front of her daughter Zoya." Raziya said proudly.
Hearing all this Zoya's body gave away and she fell on the floor, shaking. Her face had drained all its color and her body felt cold as ice at her confession. Tears burned her eyes as she recalled her screams in that burning factory.
-" But still if she comes to know everything?" they continued their plan.
-" she won't and if by any chance, she ever comes to know, just like it didn't take me much effort to end the mother, it won't take much to finish the daughter too. She doesn't have any proof also."
-"But you are forgetting that now the Asad Ahmad Khan is with her. he won't spare you."
-"But that will happen if he is with her right? If he won't be with her, who will protect her?" Raziya continued her game with an evil smirk.
-"You know why did Rashid left all of them? It was because we made him believe that he was the one who killed Zainub and blackmailed him to marry Shireen to save himself and his family from police. In reality he just burnt a closed factory and we hid the dead body there to make him the culprit. We framed him, so that we could make him dance in our little finger. In fact we made him bury Zainub's dead body in that doll factory. So do you think that when Asad will know that she is the daughter of that person who broke his family, made his mother cry, he will still help her? "
Raziya's question felt like those arms of fire which engulfed and burnt her from inside. She couldn't understand how their pasts intertwined so much that it became a too messed up puzzle to solve. She didn't know why her life became such a sick joke. She wanted to scream but nothing except broken and inaudible sobs escaped her lips. She looked at her shaking her hands with eyes filled with tears as she remembered the images of that skeleton which was found under the floor of that doll factory. It was her own mother and she didn't even realize it. This realization made more tears to stumble down her cheeks. Her chest was paining with some invisible weight on it which almost choked her breathing as she started hyperventilating. She feared Asad's reaction to all this but she also knew that he deserved to know this, he deserved to know that his father didn't left them on his will. But the moment she made up her mind to tell him everything, she heard something which shook the earth under her, shocking her to the core.
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PRECAP: " Zoya's case? What are you talking about doctor? What has happened to her and where is api and jeeju?"
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Hey guys, so I am back again with another chapter. First of all thank you all for all the support. It really means a lot guys. I can't explain it in words that how overwhelmed I am with this. You guys are really the best. Thanks a lot for everything. every wish had given me support and am really sorry as i haven't been able to reply indivisually. And of course, my great grandmother is completely fine now😃
I know this was really crap but still leave your likes and comments behind if you all find it good enough😆 there two more sad chapter and after that there is only happy happy ones. So enjoy.🤗
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