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SEVENTY-FIVE

AYSHAM’S POV:

It was a storm. It was raining heavily in broad daylight giving the expression of evening in the noon. It wasn’t like a rain you call lovely as it was the one which brings destruction. Shaking my head at my own thoughts I thought about the positive thing and that was my wedding which was happening in a normal and more realistic way.

Taking in a shaky breath I went to stand in front of the mirror the final touch of my make-up was done and the make-up artists went away packing their stuff turning me into someone who was mesmerized by seeing herself in the mirror. Yes, I was really looking like a bride. Tears started filling in my eyes as no matter how much a girl negates her wedding deep down, she has a desired to be in a wedding dress. I never wanted a fancy wedding as I just wanted a good spouse but seeing myself right now in the mirror, I was feeling blessed to be here after all the pain I went through. I knew that life is never the same. There would be pain and joy side
PETILLANT ALBA

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Nazia Maqsood
simply fantastic trun!!! great job author! ......️
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Asma Habibullah
I guess that's his plan to find the culprit messing with him if you remember, the story intro I think that's gonna come .........
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chandra tiwari
what the hell is going on... I mean he can't do this, he is lying.. no I don't believe him... God she loves him sm
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