Novel Parizad Novels & Stories

Pari studied the grounds while soaking in the morning warmth. The day was still bright despite the dregs of summer eddying along the western horizon. It had been a depressingly hot season, and with his disallowance of her partaking in outdoor activities for fear of her pale skin tarnishing to something darker, Parisa had spent the majority of her days sequestered in different rooms: reading books, learning etiquette, practising her French, playing the piano, actively avoiding his wife and children or dreadfully counting the days to her birthday.