His life was dark and silent. Silent like the silence in a cave. He was like a ruthless monster who just know how to make people's lives hell.But he can't destroy her can he? He never saw sparkling dawn in his life.Will he be able to realize the importance of light in life. He was a monster for a reason who spend most of his life in a cave. ••••••••••••••••••••••••••• She was a glimpse of a sparkling dawn.Her life was a sweet petal of flower delicate and beautiful but with no thorns. She never saw darkness in her life or will she? After all someone can never understand the importance of a sparkling dawn until he experiences the darkness of life. FATIMA'S POV: Thank God.I reached the bus on time otherwise it would be missed. I sat on my usual seat on the bus. I tilt my head on the window. There were tiny droplets of water because of the rain. It's an evening of November so it's a little chill. The sky was unusual pink and crimson like it is blushing or boiling

He was taking predatory steps toward me. I tried to escape, getting up from the bed but he grabbed my wrist and yanked me on the bed, before he hovered over me. I grabbed his shoulders to push this giant hulk away from me."No please forgive me. I beg you please let me go" he ignored my pleas and grabbed my both wrist in one hand rested them above my head and another hand was going inside my white top.He was drunk. I can smell alcohol from his mouth as it was almost near my mouth.I was wiggling in his grip.When his hand reached my waist.I shrieked."STOP" He looked into my eyes and stilled. I don't know what happened to him. His hand stopped further going upward His grey blade eyes had turned from rage to softness, staring into mine like he was mesmerized by them. He was lost somewhere when I pushed him. Getting the opportunity, I got up from the bed. But he grabbed my wrist and pull me towards himself. I collided with his chest but regained my balance and stood making some d

She was sitting on the chair in front of the dressing table in white and golden dress while dubbatta was placed on the bed. The windows ,with golden curtains beside the dressing table, were enlightening the whole room including her face which was still without make up, with the moonlight .There was a full moon which illuminated the whole room. Her milky white skin of face was gleaming under its shine and her honey brown locks were scattered around her face .She was lost seeing herself in the mirror missing her parents as she was getting married tonight with a man who came in her life like a villan and made it hell. Tears weren't coming in her eyes as she was exhausted crying again and again as she never cried this much in her life and she didn't want that artist to see her crying. She came after a while with her cosmetics and started applying on her. She was just sitting still as she didn't know anything about makeup so she let her do everything she wanted to do with her face .Aft

Abaan's POV:The hall was decorated as per my requirements. I was talking to Sufyan about some business stuff when my gaze got stuck at the staircase from where the angelic beauty was descending from the stairs with Eliff beside her. She raised her head to look at the hall but got stiff seeing this much guests. I knew she wasn't expecting all this. Her eyes were fluttering as everyone's eyes were on her due to nervousness. I was staring at her with a fluttering heart which I didn't know why was behaving like that?Sufyan nudged me from side earning a deathly glare from me as I didn't like anyone to touch me like that. He signalled me to go to her. I stood there for a second then shaking my head I marched towards her as everyone's eyes were in me.I stood in front of her placing my hand in front of her. She looked up in my eyes in disbelief then again at my hand as she seemed like in a enigma that to take my hand or not. And after few seconds she placed her hand on me or otherwise she

She had an urge to laugh but suppressed it as she didn't want his brutal side to come out.He was standing beside the slab cutting onions as his eyes were puffy due to the itching caused by the onions.He was continuously cutting them as well as drying his eyes by the back of his hands. He was making omelette for him as he was getting late for his office.When he entered the kitchen ready to go to work in his grey tuxedo. But after realizing that Eliff is not here he decided to make breakfast on his own . A thought of waking Fatima up crossed his mind but he didn't want to bother her as yesterday's encounter with her came in his mind which saddened his heart but that feeling soon subsided as the phone started ringing in his hand.He was taking out knife from the stand as he attended the call which was from the hospital." She is out of danger now but we can't say anything that when she will come to her senses." The other person who probably was a doctor spoke up which brought a slight