The girl I admire from afar

Part 22: Amends

Zakham de kar na pooch tu mere dard ki shiddat, dard toh phir dard hai kam kya zyada kya.

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Aadil stood in the balcony, while smoking a cigarette, in his other hand he held a glass with alcohol.

He knew Zoya hated when he smoked or drank.

But he hadn't drank alcohol since they were married, nor did he smoke since Zoya's pregnancy.

But now he couldn't resist the urge anymore.

His thoughts were a scattered mess and he felt the need to drink and smoke, in attempt to escape the reality for a while.

He was wearing a white shirt with jet black pants.

His hair was a disshelved mess, he was staring in the farth distance, trying to decipher how things took such a wrong turn.

When a sudden knock brought him out of his thoughts.

He muttered a gruff 'come in'.

The maid slowly opened the door and came inside.

"Saeen, you need to come with me downstairs." The maid said.

"What happened now?" He asked coldly.

"Aap aa kar dekh len saeen." (Come and see it boss.) She replied with respect.

Suddenly he went into panick mode.

"Is Zoya fine?" He asked turning around.

"Jee jee saeen, fikar mat karen, bibi jee thik hain." (Yes yes boss, don't worry, ma'am is fine.)

He let out a sigh of relief.

Although he was angry at her, that doesn't mean, his worry for her would lessen, not a bit.

She was in a delicate state, so her well-being and safety were his top priority at all times.

"You may leave now, I'll come in a bit." He said authorative.

She nodded and took her leave.

He threw away his cigarette and put his glass on the desk and left, heading downstairs.

He scrunched his brows in confusion, seeing the dark livingroom, all lights were turned off.