❝You married me for a mere revenge?❞ Her lips quivered as she looked at her husband for whom she fell harder. Though his down casted gaze told her the truth, she preferred to hear a lie from him for she was ready to believe his every lie like she di...
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"Tujhe chaahne ka gunaa
Kuch aisa kar dala
Na tujhe bhula sakta hain
Na bin tere rah sakta hain
تجھے چاہنے کا گنا
کچھ ایسا کر ڈالا
نا تجھے بھولا سکتے ہیں
نا بن تیرے رہ سکتے ہیں.
(The sin of desiring you has done something like this,
Neither can I forget you nor can I live without you)"
Zoya read the note and rolled her eyes, "I've been away from him for two hours only and the boy is acting like we parted ways forever." She shook her head, placing the yellow paper in between the pages of the book before closing it.
"How can you be impassive after reading that sweet note? Jeeju (Brother in law) is definitely whipped." Ayesha looked at the dead rose in her hands, "Just look at this. The man sent you these dead rose because he is missing you!"
Zoya chortled at het friend who was feeling for her husband, "Ayesha, come on. There is nothing much, he is being dramatic that's all!" She was saying that words to herself also because her heart was dancing inside her chest seeing his note. She married him, so she thought he would he would stop with these mysterious letters and flowers. After all, the identity of the sender is not a mystery anymore, right? Still, here is her secret admirer, sending her his heart notes.
"Don't try this It-is-not-enough-to-get-me face on me," Ayesha chided her. With a smirk, she pointed to her friend's cheek, "because, this red tint says something else!"
Wide eyed, Zoya touched her cheek. There could be no way she would blush, I mean, it was not enough to get her, right?
"Why are you looking appalled? You can blush now, you said he is your husband!" Ayesha said, pointing to the dry rose in her hand.
