THIRD PERSON'S POVDays passed and as promised, Mustafa started ignoring her again, truthful to his words. Maria was hurt, and even cried inside the four walls of her room, but she knew it was a price she was paying for loving him. Knowing where it hurt the most, he was punishing her. But her heart, it was stubborn just like it had been from day one. Even after getting rejected so brutally, and repeatedly, it never stopped loving him. It never stopped craving for him, and his smile…She missed him, she missed teasing him, getting pampered by him, getting adored by him… She missed being with him. His mere presence was a soothing balm for her heart, he knew that… but the cruel man did not even bless her with his shadow. It was like he never lived in the same house as hers. Sitting on the dining table, her heart hammered with pain, when she saw him gracing them with his presence. Her heart was quenched of the thirst it was denied long ago. It felt so liberating. Maybe that was love

THIRD PERSON'S POVDays passed in the talks of his marriage and her nights were spent crying. He was getting married by the end of the week and as the big day neared, her senses felt like they were on haywire and her heart, it felt like someone was robbing her of breaths, choking her. It was getting so difficult to keep it all inside and stay silent with a fake smile plastered over her face the whole time. One word out of her mouth, and everything would be over for him. She knew her taya jaan would get them married instead, if she ever told him about her feelings, but she dared not. What was the point of running after a man who did not desire you ? But everything happening was taking a toll over her, it was killing her slowly and painfully. She wanted to scream, to wail and sob her agony out, to tell everyone how much everything was affecting her mental health, but she kept quiet for him. She did not have the heart to rob him of his happiness. For her love was not about winning th

THIRD PERSON'S POVThe ride to the hospital was the most difficult ride of his whole life. His hands shivered while driving car, his all focus on her. His mind wasn't in the right state and his heart, it felt the need to expload seeing her condition. She was lifelessly lying on the seat beside him, away from all tensions away from the heartbreak she was going through.Every few second his eyes found their way to her still form, wanting desperately to reach hospital as soon as possible. He was trying hard not to cry and to keep himself together for her. She didn't needed his tears right now but she did needed his help to reach hospital as she was fighting for her life.He finally reached to hospital after an agonising twenty minutes. Quickly picking her up, he speedily walked towards the emergency ward careful enough not to let her fall."Get Dr. Ahmed now."He shouted at the nurse who was standing near, looking at him with shocked expressions. Her actions were justified infact every e

MARIA ALI AHWAAN'S POVFour years passed since that day and not even for once I looked back. How could I ? My inner turmoil was at its peak that time and I had enough of humiliation coming towards me. I would not have survived I would have stayed back. Sometimes I think I was selfish to leave. I didn't even informed anyone before leaving. That time I did what I thought was right and the first thought which came to my mind was to leave. I didn't thought about my family who loved me to the bits and left that place. Maybe I was selfish but for me, it was my way to protect my life from getting ruined.Was I coward to leave ? Was I too weak letting him run over me just because I loved him ? I don't know and I don't plan to find out if I was. It's all past now. He is not in my life anymore and I am glad about that. His presence was too toxic for me. I was so lost in his love that I forgot about my existence. He was my start and my end too. I was so lost loving him that I never realized I

THIRD PERSON'S POVHer eyes widened, her smile faded losing its charm seeing him. He was standing in front of her in all his glory. The moment she dreaded to face finally came and she didn't knew how to react.He looked changed. There were dark circles below his eyes and the shine his eyes carried was lost. He had grown beard making him look more mature.Huh..Mature her foot! He looked lost. He looked broken. She was able to trace a broken man in him, as he had the same broken look in his eyes which she carried four years ago.He was the man she fell in love with. The same man she gave her heart to unknowingly. The man who crushed her heart mercilessly knowingly. The same man who vowed to protect her, to be with her, but failed to keep his promises. He was the man she dreamt to be with. The man who made her realize that everything you wish, you pray for, cannot be fulfilled. He was her unfulfilled wish, her first heartbreak.She gulped looking at him feeling her throat parched. Th