Dil Dard Se Khali Nahi Mga Nobela at Kwento

Daisy's manager seethed. What nonsense. If there were two slots why didn't he just give Jeniva the second and let Daisy have the one she worked for? Why is it so difficult for him to do so? “You should take the second slot and make do with that. Contentment is a virtue in this industry. Jeniva has been offered the first slot and let's leave things the way they are” Jeniva's manager snorted. “Are you going to teach me about contentment now? Are you even qualified to do so? Don't think I don't know that you and your artist are getting fucked by Mr Junxi here” Daisy's manager blurted.

I don't care at all about anything else than the pain and emptiness I feel after Kian, I'm hollow and dead inside! He took him from me! More tears run down my cheeks and maybe it would be for the best if Elijah sucked me dry so there would be no turning back from the darkness, I don't want to keep breathing without Kian! I hear him turn on a tap and water starts to pour into the tube, I feel how my bladder empties in the toilet and I don't care if it does or not. I hear him walk over to where I am and I guess he plans to wash his food!

No voice. He is gone. He will cause her no more suffering. He will Cause Mikhail no more suffering. He will not be able to reach her child. Diana keeps laughing until her throat burns and her vision blurs. Tears spill down her cheeks but they do not feel sad. They feel earned. Jaylen stares at her like he does not recognize her. Storm looks stunned for once, her grin gone. Ark has gone very pale. Spade looks torn between horror and something like respect. Blade is still watching her.

The glass cup fell to the ground and shattered. Madison, choking back tears, cried out, "All you ever talk about is Lexie. Do you even remember that I’m your girlfriend? Do you know how it feels to watch you chase after women who look like Lexie every single day?" What a pair of pathetic people. As they pushed and shoved each other, Madison fell onto the broken glass. Blood started to pool around her. Her face turned pale, and she clutched her stomach in panic, crying out, "The baby! My baby!"

“I'm home now. I hope it's okay if I don't come over tonight. I'm so tired I can barely keep my eyes open. I'm going to go straight to sleep. But don't worry, I'll be able to work tomorrow. Night.” My chest feels heavy as I set the phone down. I know it's not fair to him. But I just can't talk about it right now, especially not with him. The possibility of what this might be is breaking me in ways I never thought I could be broken. A moment later, my screen lights up. “Of course it's okay, sweetheart. You just worry about getting some rest.” Fresh tears fall when I read his message. I have never felt so defeated. Everything I love feels like it’s slipping right through my fingers, no matter

I muttered and clenched my chest as tears filled my eyes and made them blurry. “I- I miss you so much, Mom. Every day is a nightmare for me without you. First, Dad left us. And now, you have left me too, in the worst way ever”. “It's all my fault. If I had known, I wouldn't have listened to you. I would have been persistent in making you quit your job and live with me”. I whimpered and held the wall with a hand as I fell to my knees. Adira's pov, “What is it, sweetie? What do you want to tell us that is making you smile like this?”. My Mom asked me.

His line rang in my ear. He picked up in one ring. "You just sent me a text," he said. I tapped once. I heard the faint sound of him reading it. My name is Ava Arande. I'm mute. I can hear everything you say. I'll communicate by text while we talk. Please don't hang up. A beat of silence. "That's an unusual request." I was already typing the next message and I sent it. Most of my requests are unusual, that's not the one you should be focusing on right now.

Hamein tum se Pyar kitna ye hum nahin jaante Magar jee nahin sakte tumhaare bina Suna gham judaai ka uthaate hain log Jaane Zindagi kaise bitaate hain log Din bhi yahaan to lage baras ke samaan Hume intezaar kitna yeh hum nahin jaante Magar jee nahi sakte tumhaare bina Tumhein koi aur dekhe to jaltaa hai dil badi mushkilon se phir sambhalta hai dil kya kya jatan karte hain tumhein kya pataa Ye dil beqaraar kitna ye hum nahin jaante Magar jee nahi sakte tumhaare bina I just could not stop the colour that crept into my cheeks.

"Ye dil... Galti apni fir dohrane laga hai, Mohobbat ki agan ko parwan chadane laga hai... ek baar fir ishq ki chuban mehsoos hoti hai hume, Jab ye bebak fir kisi or chahne laga hai.." I finished and a huge applaud made by everyone. "BHAIJAAN, KAMAAL KAR DIYA!!! HAMARE NIKAAH KI MEHFIL ME APNE DARD -E- DIL BAYAN KAR DIYA"

dorriyan bhi hain zaruri. Finally, A love call....a sweet desperate massage of missing the other. Hope you enjoyed it.😊😊 Vote Comment Share