SEVENTY-SEVEN

AYSHAM’s POV:

It felt like everything had ended at that time and the doom was about to come when I was trying to open my eyes despite the throbbing pain in my head. I managed to open my eyes like a slit to come forward with the darkness around me as only the small light coming from the small square shaped window at the corner of the room was coming inside to show me my shimmering dress. I was still in the bridal attire as I didn’t have the energy to change and then leave the place where I received pain and joy both in those recent months.

“You are awake?” My breath hitched as I found the source of the voice very near to me. Squinting my eyes at the corner of the room I felt like someone was sitting and it was true when the tall figure rose to his full height and walked towards me revealing a face that I never saw in my entire life.

“W-who are y-you?” I asked as I couldn’t even back forwards because I was already against the wall.

“I am your husband’s karma. Bilal Chaudry.” He said as