MARRIED TO MY SISTER'S FIANCE
he replied, forcing a small, polite smile.
She ignored his excuse and leaned closer. “Ever since my father went to your house to talk to your father about our marriage, you’ve stopped talking to me. If I didn’t come forward, I don’t think you’d even try.”
Aadil shifted uncomfortably. “You’ve misunderstood me.”
Sensing the awkwardness, Fazr excused herself. “Bhai, I’m leaving.” She shot Aadil a knowing glance before disappearing down the hall.
The moment she left, Shaziya stepped closer, far too close. Her perfume wafted in the air, sweet and suffocating. She tilted her face up at him, eyes shimmering with something between hope and desperation.
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