AbrarDays kept passing and I focused completely on finding a new job before I gave a resignation to this one. I was in contact with Kaif. He had been tracking all the vacancies for a long time. But this time he couldn't crack a single vacancy for me when I was easily getting them online. I wondered if he was lying. He was trying his best to make it up between me and Zoya. Was he deliberately not helping me out to get another job?Nonetheless, I still asked him about Zoya every day. He said she was okay. She had panicked once after knowing about my leave but then she managed to focus on the work. I hoped she had also accepted the truth and she would stop having any expectations from me. It would hurt her less.Dadi kept trying to convince me to talk to Zoya. As usual, I said I needed some time. Dadajan hardly talked to me. Before he could forgive me for marrying without informing them, he got offended by the recent mess. Proving me wrong, Mr. or Mrs Ali didn't t

ZoyaMy thumb brushed on the screen as I tried my best to pull a smile on my face."Enough now, Abrar. It's enough", my voice broke. "You think I'll let you go away from me so easily? It's not happening. Not until I'm alive. I love you. And I'll go to any extent to get you, Mr Zafar. You can't even imagine the intensity I have for you. If you don't wanna stay, I'll force you to stay"AbrarI was all set to join the Pacific, just needed a resignation letter from the present company. That was where the problems started to begin. I was clueless about how to do it. I knew Zoya. She would make a fuss out of it and try her best not to give me this allowance. But I was determined.It would be good for both of us. Zoya had to forget me. Anyhow. I was arranging my clothes for the next day and thought of starting my work from tomorrow at Pacific. I needed to settle there as soon as possible. I sent a mail to the manager under whom I would be working.

Abrar I pressed my lips while rolling eyes and swallowing the crumbling emotions inside me. Hurting her was hard but she should get a reality check about herself. She should. "Listen, Zoya", I gazed at her. "I'm not here to create a scene. It's your office. So, it'll be better if I can finish what I want to" She looked at me surprised when I brought out the resignation letter and slammed it on the table. She stared at it and shifted her eyes at me. "My resignation letter", I groaned. In no time, she scowled at me, parting her lips and again looking at the letter. Her eyes froze on it for a while, steady and calm. The next moment, she clenched her jaw without looking at me. "You're not getting it", she grumbled as I expected. "You can't bind me with yourself, Zoya", I said. This time she was not vulnerable anymore. She gritted her teeth while gazing at me. I took a step towards her. "You're bound to be with me",

AbrarI didn't get back home and spent the whole morning outside in that park. As I expected, Zoya again reacted so much. She couldn't handle a relationship like this. She could never. She had to know what relationship meant. It was not a game, not a business deal. It was a beautiful bond between two people which needed time, nourishment and patience to grow.She scared me.She scared me so much that I had to pull myself back. In this manner, we could definitely be together today. Sigh.I leaned back to the wooden bench and rewinded everything that happened this morning. I hoped she would understand.*"Don't tell me that you spend the whole day here", Kaif's voice brought me back to the senses when I fumbled and looked up at him. He was standing near the tea stall, gazing at me. As I rolled my eyes around, I found the sky turning darker. It was almost evening. That meant I wasted the whole day here instead of trying for another work. How woul

AbrarI was struggling on the bed while trying to sleep more. It had been a few hours since I was sleeping. Just then I heard some sound from outside. Someone was talking to dadi. Confused, I got up from the bed and looked at the clock. It was nine of the night. I still needed more sleep to feel stable."I'm trying my best", dadi said when I was twisting the knob of my room to come out."I know you are trying. Zoya told me", my eyes widened when I heard Mr Ali speaking. What was he doing here?Obviously, he would be hereafter what I did to his daughter. I made her cry, I hurt her. Though she was at fault, I felt like a culprit whenever I thought about her. In fact, it was all Mr Ali's patience that he didn't confront me a week ago.My hand froze on the knob when I was struggling to determine if I should go out or not. How would I face him and how would I answer him? He was definitely there to ask me to bring Zoya back which I couldn't do. Dumping a