Anabia's POV
I opened my lunch and my jaws dropped. It was the same tasteless boring lunch... I was craving for Indian's street foot.
Samosa... kachori.. tikki.. golgappe..Control your taste bud girl! You're in London now... now get habitual of this food.
I was not fond of sweets but I was a big fan of spicy foods. Though I always got scolded by Bua... but who cared... I missed my India...
Sighing... I took a small bite of toast. Hell yess... I was
"Uh..ummm...." my face became pale. This was the first time when I had to encounter this type of situation.She came closer to me and scrutinized me with her green eyes. I remembered when I first met her I found these eyes beautiful... and now it was scaring the shit out of me."Listen, Honey, if you ever tried to open your mouth for what you saw... I'll make sure to make you homeless." She broke into a smirk."B...bu..t yo...u... were ch..ea...t....ing" I stammered and she enjoyed my stuttering."You know very well... there is no one to save you... Afzal brought you here cuz he was interested in your property...and your so-called husband Daniel...(chuckle) was forced into this marriage... in fact, he was looking for a way to get rid of a nerd like you.. so better keep your mouth shut or the next moment you'll find yourselves on street" she said with an evil grin.I swallowed back the lumps whi
I was so mad at God... first He hurt my mom and now he made her a heart patient. Why...? Cuz my mom loves his God so much...?? Test... a fucking test... I had given a lot of tests in school but they weren't dreadful. My dad became nice to us... he started caring about mom but when Hadi was born, Once again my dad forgot about us... now I learned to live my life without him. Day by day my mom's health was getting worse...and one morning... I couldn't forget that w
Anabia's POV "So I'm making a group of four people work on a particular topic" Mr. Paul shot us a smile. There was usual murmuring as they all were keen to know about their groups. I heard the squealing of Kate as she ended with Jessie, Natalie, and Chase. They were so lucky. I was praying that I get nice people too.Last time I got the best partner.. and now he was my best friend, a friend whom I trust the most... the one who knows everything about me."Shuzaat Khan, Anabia Waqar...." Is this for real? This is a coincidence right...?I smiled at Shuzaat but soon
It's been eight months in London. And I adjusted myself. I was no longer the old stuttering Anabia. Now I was ready to retort back anyone who ever tried to mess with me.The one thing I didn't learn yet was swearing..and Allah I don't wanna swear ever. Astagfirullah Daniyal never tried to interact with me. We were like strangers. We both were busy in our own lives. Daniyal stopped dating but he didn't quit his bad habits. Now he was doing only one night stand with random girls. I stopped thinking about him. I guessed we were not meant to be together. Maybe one day when we would become adults we could divorce each other. As it was pretty senseless to be stuck in an unwanted relationship.Kyle and Jessie were now dating and Chase was the caring boyfriend of Kate. I became closer to Shuzaat and my girls. And now my all focus was on my studies. I just wanted good grades in year ele
I forgot my phone in Shuzaat's bag. You're awesome Anabia...I called Shuzaat from Sarah's phone"Hey... I need it right now.. please Shuzaat " I almost begged him as he lived far from my house."Ana poo, sometimes you're annoying. You know... okay I'll come after eight .. right now my bed is calling me" he whined and hung up the call.After sleeping for half an hour, I decided to take a shower. I washed my hair with my favorite shampoo and rinsed it. Slipping into my comfy pajama I started drying my hairs. I was in my room so I didn't bother to put on any dupatta. I was brushing my hair when my door opened and a figure walked towards me. I was startled from my position as I saw Shuzaat standing there with my phone looking confused and shocked."Whatt the heck, Shuzaat... what are you doing in my room " I yelled."Idk..your Aunt told me that you are
Anabia's POV My Wife... my wife... my wife...His voice kept repeating over and over in my head. The jerk aka Daniyal Murtaza took a stand for me. He went against his family for me..??He even left his home for me..?I'm sure this is a dream. I knew he hates me with all his guts then why he did this for me. Millions of thoughts were running in my mind and deep inside my heart was jolting. I silently packed some stuff that I had brought from India. I dragged my suitcase downstairs. "Don't go, Ana.. you 're my favorite sister.. who would cook for me now?" Hadi hugged me
Warning: Sexual abuse content ahead...He brought his palm and put it on my mouth making me squirm. Before I could do any protest he started dragging me with me. He dragged me to an empty classroom."Leave me" I tried to release my hand from his grips but his grip was way strong. I saw the bruise formed on my wrist."What the fuck you told to Sarah " his burning rage was piercing my skin.Aidan was a famous player and a manwhore. Unluckily, he was my biology partner but we rarely talk. He was interested in Sarah... he even went on a date with her. I warned Sarah in simple word and she started keeping distance from him. And now this thing made him mad."You said that I'm manwhore... she blocked me from everywhere," he said gritting his teeth."I know why are you after Sarah... you just want to reach to her pants... but I'll never let it happen. She i
My stomach grumbled... I realized that I didn't eat since morning and it was almost night. She must be hungry too. She was sleeping peacefully after taking meds. There were red bruises on her soft pink cheeks. Her hair was deshelved. Once again my blood boiled and I cursed Aidan.I went to the kitchen to cook something for us. I had never even boiled water in my life. Don't blame me... I was born with a silver spoon... there were maids and servants in my house. And things like cooking could never be my hobby.I decided to make pancakes. After going through several YouTube videos... I found an easy recipe. It took me two hours to make this shit.. yess this was shit..my pancakes sorry my burnt pancake looks like shit. I glanced over the kitchen... the whole kitchen was a mess. I didn't know how Anabia managed to do this.I sighed and looked at my pancake. She was not gonna eat this...so was I. I decided to ord