MADE FOR EACH OTHER

All night dua kept on thinking armaan's last word also his full speech. No one was abled to see so much through her like he did. How could he know so much about when he met her just yesterday. And that he know what going on between her and her sister. Did arham said it all but he too being close friend never knew her much. She didn't knew what would happen next as she engaged with him now.

He knows me so well, like can scan me with his eyes itself how come I can marry such a person.

Next morning dua woke up. She didn't realized when she slept while crying. The alarm woke her up. It was time for fajar. She spread her prayer mat and offered her salah. No matter what she shouldn't skip her salah she reminded. After that she read Quran too like she always used to do before all the fabio was created.

She had to get back to work no matter how unwilling she was to. She stood in front of the mirror. She haven't seen her reflection for a while.

You look devastated she murdered to her reflection. Her eyes were having deep dark circles underneath them. She wasn't interested in her health anymore. She had no appetite. But bua made her eat something yesterday. She took a close look in her eyes. Sadness, abandonment and self pity was the only thing that were reflecting back. She carried herself to the shower and took a shower.

Her and armaan's engagement photo had gone like viral or may be it was because armaan was famous. She was too tired to face the world but didn't want to stay at home and devour herself with any torture by ayesha or her baba.

She was ready to go out the only thing was she hadn't wore her abaya yet. She checked her phone once again they were flooded with text messages. Many friends who never ever new her existence where now Congratulating her. She didn't care to reply. Her actual friend texted too but it she either didn't reply instead of explaining it to them.

She wasn't on much social media but since these thing occurred she gained much popularity.

She booked a cab for her. She wore her abaya and was all set but a knock by mr.shah broke her plan.

" we are talking." He said as he entered.

Mr.shah came in and sat on the couch while dua stood up.

mr.shah got a hint that she

in his pocket he brought out a cigarette and lighter. Lighting a cigarette he took a long drag. Some worse memories dua had

I and the rizvi had a meeting armaan had no problem with marrying

yes she has problem though they don't but all she did was

media came rushing when arham took your name. Everyone had to put up with the situation and

was drinking all her anger back.

But you have to do as I say. You have no choice. If you don't then my business

holding it she was very close but all her anger turned into sadness

regretted the moment those words

at the window turned towards her.

yourself."

but armaan's word were filled in her

won't" said mr.shah

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fight with whole world for yourself but you can't stand for your own

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her eyes but easily felt that mr.shah was standing

know why

opening her eyes, taking deep breaths and shaking from