He carefully closed the door and went inside. He did not find Irene in the living room so he decided to visit the kitchen for once. He could expect her there. He went there after removing his jacket and throwing it on the couch. And there in the kitchen, he found her stirring something in a bowl."What are you making?" He asked, going closer. She grinned as soon as she looked at him, and he smiled at that charming smile. "Batter for pancakes," she answered him lovingly.But as soon as she ran her eyes behind, wishing to see Hazel, his jaw clenched. He knew what she was trying to find behind him. She, of course, expected Hazel to come with him."Where is Hazel?" She looked back at him. His muscles automatically loosened and he gulped down his lump. The sudden wave of nervousness rushing through him did not fit well as Irene noticed it."What happened, Kevin? You look tense. And... where's Hazel? Outside? Or in her room?" There was a nervous smile on her face. She was waiting for him to
You?" Her voice trembled when she looked at the man in front of her. Sheer trepidation ran through her spine when he gave her a mocking smirk. Her fingers clutched around the door knob and her chest started falling and rising due to her uneven breathing."Yes, baby, it's me." He took a step forward but Hazel was quick enough to push the door close. Just when she threw her strength upon the door, Adnan used his forearm in resisting that jerk and pushed the door open, making her stumble back. The glass from her hand fell, a loud thud disturbing the fearful environment, and liquid from it splashed around the white tiles, staining their shine."And I'm here for you only." He grinned, walking to her. She kept stepping back because of his each forwarding step, but she was not a fool to get caught by the wall behind. She hurriedly made her way to the kitchen, followed by him.On the way to the marble slab, her hand landed on a glass that she threw in his direction. He skillfully dodged the t
It's flashback -----------------“Do you want to go out, baby?” The lady with hazel eyes asked the little girl whose forest eyes were sparkling in excitement. She fisted the hem of her blue floral sundress, nodding zealously, jumping at the same time and uttering, “Yes, mamma! I wanna make a lot of friends!” “Whoa!” The lady amused, raised her hands, “okay, okay, my baby! Go and make new friends, yeah? Our neighbours are quite humble! You can play with them!” “Yup!” She grinned and flew out of the house, reaching the wide way right in front of her mansion. She saw many kids playing around with their toys and tricycles. They were all laughing and enjoying in their selves. “Gabby, be careful, okay?” The lady yelled from behind, standing at the door frame of her house. She waved her hand at the girl. “Okay, mamma!” The little girl yelled back and turned back to look at the kids. She saw some girls playing with each other. All of them were around her age so little Gabriella decided
That day was enough to show her a path forever. She had understood that only he was her way and no one else. She had understood that she had to spend her whole life with him. She could not have found anyone better than him. From then on she thought of spending the rest of her life — every single day — only with him. Time could not pass without him, peace could not be attained without him. More than a friend, he started appearing in her eyes as a companion for her. She only wanted to be his and as if this dream was about to be fulfilled, everything got shattered in a moment. Just in a moment. She started agonizing over even a single thought. The memory of him was haunting her but she knew that he had slipped out of her fate forever. And now when he was not with her then what was the use of living life? Everything has been scattered, like sand from the hand, it is just flowing without stopping, and nothing is ready to stop, so what is the use of breathing now? Thoughts bothered her
Sanam eagerly came inside the building. With his wife coming right behind him, his hand holding hers tightly. He asked the receptionist about Gabriella Smith and as soon as he came to know about her, he left for that place. She was in the ICU. He came and stood right in front of the room, to peek inside. Austin, who noticed his presence, glared at him, gritting out, “Who asked you to come here? Well, what have you come here to see? The result of your son’s misdeeds?” He could not control that anger before spitting it out. Sanam sighed while Heer whimpered, palming her mouth. “Will you stop blaming my son for once?” Sanam hissed, “And for your first question, Robert informed me about that!” “What—” “Oh no, Sanam! Just look at her!” Heer sobbed, holding his bicep. He looked down at her, finding her crying softly. Her face was tear-stained and sadness was in her eyes. “Hey, calm down,” he cupped the side of her face, wiping away her tears. He then moved to peek inside the room, fi
The car stopped in front of a bar. In all this, the afternoon had passed. The source of light was now ready to hide. There was not much noise on the road as well. Some people were coming out of the bar in front of which his car stopped, while some were going inside. He got out of the car. With the passage of time, his anger was also increasing now. He closed the door. In the middle of the month of October, now the air was also getting colder. He was wearing only a black t-shirt from which the feeling of heat was far from being felt. A gust of wind passed through his body, but he had forgotten to be upset about the cold around him. Anger had made his blood boil. He went ahead. The bodyguards standing in front asked for his identity card which he showed without wasting any time. Seeing his name, both of them hurriedly vanished away. Christian moved forward and as soon as he entered, a new atmosphere enveloped him. The sound of the song playing was deafening everyone there. There was
The same restlessness, the same ruined peace. Those feelings were as if taking the last breath of their life. He quickly went to the hospital doctors who had treated Hazel. The receptionist told him that Hazel’s treatment was over as soon as he came back to the hospital. He made his way to the room and stood at the door. “Doctor?” He called the lady, who was sitting on her seat, going through the reports in her front, lying over the desk. “Oh, Mr Daud, please come inside.” He nodded and went inside. “Please, have a seat, Sir.” He gulped slightly before taking a seat in front of her. “How’s she now?” He asked her, taking a seat while holding onto the armrests. “Out of danger. You brought her at the right time. She’s not raped, but she’s brutally assaulted.” Only if she knew how much he was regretting being late. Though he confirmed that Adnan did not rape her — and he believed him because he knew Adnan was not lying. He was anything but a liar, and Christian knew that. Christian
A slight touch on his shoulder brought him back to reality. He blinked, his eyes burned, wanting more of it. His eyes wanted to be closed, wanted to remain closed for a few hours at least but he was not in the mood to let it happen. He slowly turned and found Irene there. She was looking down at him with concern in her eyes. “Did you not sleep at all?” She asked, her voice a bit hoarse due to weeping last night before falling into a slumber. For her answer, he could not find the peace to close his eyes. He did not want to rest right now. Not before her eyes would open, he wanted to let his eyes remain open. He just wanted her to regain consciousness and nothing. And for that, he did not mind if he was torturing himself. He feared the doctor’s words. As the experienced lady said, he feared that the moment he would open his eyes after taking some rest, he would find her not remembering him at all. The lady said Hazel’s brain was in danger. He did not want that to happen. After deb