AYRA’S POV:Sometimes the world in so cruel. By world the meaning is people. People are the most dangerous because they had one thing which is more effective in the most hazardous and the most saccharine way at the same time. Yet there are some people who would rather not close their mouth and decide to hurt people just by the use of their words and then there are the people who are kind enough and know the rules of human ethics or I should say they know that others have a heart too and they have feelings bubbling inside. My uncle came in the people of the first category. He would say anything even though he didn’t have a ruthless personality. He always cared for me but his words were always harsh. I remember my father as he had smile always on his face whenever he used to communicate with us. I smiled as I remember he always used to smile whenever he came home and then his smiles brightened when he saw my mother. These were the vague images in my head as I was too young to make enoug

AYRA’S POV:The sight that shocked me and scared for an instant was him, standing at the side of the kitchen counter with his arms grabbing the aisle. His breaths were heavy as he was taking deep breaths to keep him sane.“Oh…I am so sorry”I wasn’t sorry because I intruded his privacy.I wasn’t sorry because I disturbed him at that hour.I wasn’t sorry because he was looking in a miserable state at that time.I was sorry because he was shirtless.Yes shirtless. That was the first thing that shocked me and made me almost jumped on my toes.“A-are you okay?” I asked as I kept myself on my spot when he looked above at me with his red blood shot eyes. There were red lines patterning his sclera. His hairs were a little disheveled giving evidence that he was in his sleep.Is he in pain?“G-get the f**k out of here?” He growled making my breath hitched as my heart almost came out of my throat when he growled like that. Is he on drugs?“S-sorry.” I wanted to turn on my heels and run away fro

AYRA’S POV:I entered Mrs Johara’s room as it was finally time for her therapy and again, she was trying to dodge that in every way possible but I was getting used to that and that’s why I directly reached her room after Akeel bhai dropped me home after picking me up from the restaurant.“I hope you have taken your medicine Mrs Johara. I am not going to hear any excuses. You are very…” I was talking in my own era as soon as I entered the room but my words stopped coming out of my mouth when I saw him sitting on the couch in front of the bed where Mrs Johara was seated.“Oh…I didn’t mean to interrupt.” I said as I realized that the room had some air filled with seriousness. They were having a serious talk judging by the look on Mrs Johara’s face.“You didn’t. Continue the therapy.” I was about to escape his dark raven eyes fixated on me when he stopped me by standing up from his position. His closed the button of his vest and bowed his head in front of Mrs Johara to take greetings whic

AYRA’S POV:“…nikkah will be first. The rest of the functions will be after that.” I told him. I told him everything after gathering enough courage to do so. It was hard but once I started letting the words come out of my mouth, they started forming a shape and somehow got delivered to him. The thing that kept me on edge was his utter silence from the other side of the phone. He didn’t even yell or showed any kind of expression so that I could get the idea of how he was dealing with this news. Even I was in shock.“Why didn’t you say no?” He asked after a long pause of silence as my breath quickened.“I can if you want me to.” I said obediently. He knew better than me.“I am asking you. Why didn’t you say no?” He asked again. This time his voice had the edge that shook me a little. He was about to yell. I guessed.“Because…I thought that then…I would be close to him. I am not getting any close to him now although I am to Mrs. Johara.” I baffled as I didn’t say anything at that time be

AYRA’S POV:I couldn’t meet his gaze as he was one foot away from me towering over me with his tall posture. He had a hard rock chest as the urge to touch that and feel the warmth suddenly erupted in my chest from nowhere and the way my thoughts drifted to something very inappropriate made my face flushed and my cheeks tinted with pink color as I’d never thought this day would come when I would think about touching Zaroon Durani.He was looking at me intently as I could feel his intense burning gaze on my face as I could feel the intensity even through my veil.My heart beat quickened only to engulf his woodsy scent that numb my brain for a moment making in intoxicated by the addiction. His scent enveloped from all the sides as he forwarded his hand and grabbed mine. The crowd was still silent as I wasn’t paying any attention to them.My breath hitched at the contact of our skin when I glanced up at him only to regret later. My gaze got locked with his raven black eyes as I felt that