She asked me_ how do I know, it's him. It's simple I said He will look in the eye, always._s.t Arya's P.O.V.Zara and I were drinking juice in her office. Well basically I was drinking and she was doing her work.She composed her self in no time and that impressed me. She was again back to her calm self."Arya."Alim barged in the office."Hey!" I waved at him."Mr. Wali," Zara said looking at him.He nodded at her."Come to my office," he said looking at me and left."I gotta go," I smiled at Zara and internally prayed for her happiness."Here," he said handing me my phone."Thank God. I was feeling so alone without my baby." I took the phone from his hand and pressed it to my chest, sighing

Arya's P.O.V."Arya, its fucking 2 pm and you are still not back," Alim was shouting at me through the call."I'll be back when I'll be done. Stop calling me after every two seconds," I replied back with equal aggressiveness and turned the phone off.Logan and I were looking for dresses to wear one for the party. I was feeling strange inside. I couldn't tell if Alim was sincere to me or not. He never told me properly why he married me. I pushed those thoughts aside and bought my dress and Mason's gift.Logan placed the bags on the couch and was heading out when Alim appeared."I told you to take her back at 1 o'clock exactly." He was looking at him angrily. Somehow he had managed to make his eyes more black."It's not his fault," I spoke before Logan could reply. Alim glared at me before directing his gaze to Logan again."You can go, Logan," I told him but he didn't oblige. He looked up at Alim and then again at

Arya's P.O.V.After Alim's confession, the lunch had been silent. It was a peaceful silence settled in between us. The weather outside was cloudy. It was not raining but a light wind was blowing. The couples were holding hands and I envied them. Of course Alim held my hand most of the time but I was not sure if he would acknowledge me in front of all those people. He was like a celebrity for all. And I was a simple girl with weird wishes. Thinking about wishes, reminded me I had to force Tom for something I had been begging for so long. I wanted to go on a long bike ride but he was not allowing. I had freedom of all type almost all my life. My parents were very lenient but the matter of marriage held great importance to them, that was why I was not sure what would be their reaction. And it didn't help that whenever I asked Alim why he had married me. He only replied, 'you are mine' or 'i felt like you belong to me.' I was sure about one thing and th

Arya's P.O.V."I don't like you."I looked at Alim from under my lashes; a light tremble was evident in my voice."It is not a big deal for you love me."His posture and voice was poised."Why are you like this?"I asked exasperated now."I'm like what?"He looked at me with hooded eyes."Enigma."That was the word that occurred to me for describing him.He shut the laptop down and leaned a little on the table by his elbows."Dangerous."I added after a while."Do you fear me?"Hearing him speak threateningly and menacingly made Sparks erupt in my body.I can never describe what he does to me.I shook my head."Do you fear me?"He repeated in the same low and hushed voice."No.""What is this?"I was scrolling Instagram while laying on the couch when Alim put something in front of me on the table."Oh God, these are so beautiful,"

Arya's P.O.V.It was the time to go back when auntie Zubia began to scold Alim at his apparent carelessness."Do not worry, auntie. Something urgent must have come up that was why he cannot not make it back. You don't worry," I tried to assure her of his safety and also sided with him because she looked ready to scold him dangerously as soon as she gets to see him.But on the inside I was freaked out. I was feeling like something bad was about to happen. I was fearing. almost everyone had left except us. Alim can not be such careless.Ya Allah please keep him safe and away from harm."Arya." I saw Logan waving at me from a distance."Hey, where were you throughout the whole ceremony?" I glared at him but at last gave way to smile."Um..." He scratched the back of his neck. "I'm here to take you back," he told."Oh okay," I said making an O shape."Auntie Zubia, I got a ride. You can go, I'll