Third persons povHe hurriedly packed his bag in order to reach home soon, there was a specific reason as today in the evening he has a business party but this wasn't an important reason as to why he was eager to reach home as soon as possible, his only intention was to meet her for an unknown reason, rushing towards his car he unlocked the door and got in, starting the engine he almost hit the accelerator on full speed.Reaching home he quickly parked the car and got out slamming the door, walking fast he climbed up the stairs and opened his room to be welcomed by silence, he searched the whole room but she wasn't there, he was clenching his fist and unclenching his fist in order to calm down, finally he walked downstairs and into the kitchen to find all the four ladies busy with their own tasks.He looked at her who was wearing a beautiful shalwar kameez sitting on the stool cutting vegetables, his eyes turned a shade darker when he saw the bruise on her cheeks,

Third persons povShe couldn't breath, it felt as if someone was choking her, her heart was racing and all she wanted to do was curl up into a ball and wait for someone to save her but no one would, no one was there, a choked cry for help forced itself up her throat and she felt a drop run down her cheek, it seemed as if this was the end of the road for her.There was a knock on the door, she shut her eyes tightly and wiped her eyes, she heard the knocking sound again, getting up from bed she walked towards the door to find her best friends, without caring she hugged haya and cried on her shoulders, Haya rubbed her back comforting her."Shhhhhh"Pushing her inside the room everyone settled inside."What happened zeeni my sweetheart?” haya teased in return she received a smack on her head."Haya it's her wedding today and your making it more difficult for her” Maryam reasoned."I don't want to get married but I don't know what to do?""

Third persons pov He couldn't believe his eyes, he didn't want to anyway, he never saw something like that in his worst nightmares but that was only because his brain always woke him up before such a horrid image covered his mind and now he was seeing something his eyes won't ever be able to erase.He couldn't remember anything what happened last night but looking at the bed sheet his doubts was cleared, ignoring he stood up and walked to the balcony shirtless stretching his hands, his gaze stilled on the figure which was sleeping on the floor, he knelt to have a clear look of her face which had dried tears, bruised lips, his fingers prints on her cheek, her forehead too was bruised but he felt guilty the moment his eyes landed on her wrist where there were several cuts due to the bangles.He had slight memories of last night but not fully, he slowly carried her inside and was about to place her in the bed she jolted awake and fell right on the bed, even thou

Third persons pov His heart raced in fear, he couldn't accept the truth but all his doubts cleared when all the proofs was shown, it was a bitter truth, he felt ashamed of ruining a girls life.He was the reason she went through pain for five long years, he was the reason she was a handicapped, he was the reason for all the humiliation, insult, tantrums she faced.Yet again he was the reason to broke her marriage but all he did was blame her for no reason when he was at fault.Every memory came crashing back the way he left her behind the car on the Waleema day knowing very well she didn’t have her crutch, how he used to slap her, insult her in front of others, blame her for ruining his life when he was the one who actually ruined her life.His father touched his shoulder, not able to look at his father he looked away, his father rubbed his back and that's when he completely broke, hugging his father tightly he wept on his fathers chest."Da

Third persons pov "I need you please" he pleaded again looking at her innocent big doe eyes.She stayed frozen when he again bent down and kissed her passionately, this time she didn't protest."I'm sorry" he repeated while a tear made it down and fell on her right cheek, she was shocked as to why he was crying but didn’t have the audacity to question him.His tears dropped on his face as he kept whispering sorry, Haya didn't understand as to why he keeps asking for forgiveness but then thought may be for his behaviour but little did she know that it was for her past, for her sufferings she endured five long years ago, for the pain she went through.Haya was a type of girl who doesn't judge people for their mistakes because after all they humans and they tend to make mistakes in their life so forgiveness is granted easily but if someone betrays her then forgiveness is impossible.Cupping his both cheeks she pulled him towards her and kissed