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
“Is everything alright, doc?” Christian asked as soon as the doctor came out of the room, removing the buds from her ears. She looked at the crazily worried man and gave him a nod. “Don’t worry. It’s nothing serious. She’ll get up soon.” She smiled at the man before leaving. He sighed and walked inside. Irene followed him. She watched him take a seat next to the bed. His eyes were trained on her pale face. Her chapped lips were parted. She could see how crazy her friend made him for her. But she had no idea about that. Irene could not help but feel pity for Christian, too. Please, please, help her, Lord, she prayed. Just then, her stomach growled and she huffed. She palmed her tummy, murmuring, “I’m hungry.” “Sorry I forgot that.” Christian instantly replied to her. She shook her head, not minding it even a bit. She, too, forgot about herself. “Wait, I’ll bring something to eat,” saying that, he got up when Irene interrupted him, asking;“What about you?” “I’m fine. Not feeling h
Her eyes slowly opened and she sighed when she found him next to her. Just like before. But there was a small difference this time. He was sleeping. His head was on the bed and his arms were folded under his head. She unconsciously smiled at the sight of him. She still remembered what happened last time so she expected him to be on her side like before. She would not deny the warmth that spread throughout her chest when she found him there. He was sleeping soundly and did not look restless at all. He looked at peace. She raised her hand and gently touched his forehead as his face was on her side. She brushed her fingertips on her eyebrows, tracing them slowly. His dark strands which were hanging through his forehead could not escape the soft and admiring touch. Those strands caressed her cold skin and she found them damp. So he has taken a shower already. Well, she could not imagine how he managed to stay there with her all the time. He was still worried about her before going t
“Because I love you!” The confession took her breath away. When suddenly the air leaves the lungs for a moment, as the heart stops beating, as the winds pause to blow and as the waves freeze. Just like time stands still, so did her body at that time. As if the ears refused to hear anything except his confession as if the eyes refused to see anything except his face. Not only in the movie, she felt this all in reality too. She had thought that he did not love her at all. She used to think that he could not have such pure feelings for someone who did such trivial work as her, but it all proved wrong in a moment. In just a moment her thinking was proved wrong, just those three words forced her to know that she could be loved by someone who was not God though He loved her first. Those frozen tears started flowing from her big beautiful eyes. She was in tears over that confession and it was necessary for her because she knew that this was not the time when she could answer his confes