𝐄𝐇𝐒𝐀𝐀𝐒 - essence of love

32 : my husband, killing me

— ☆⋆｡𖦹°‧ Sehmat's Pov :

My heart started beating crazily, I couldn't even move because of the sudden shock.

Can a person who I saw die right in front of me actually be alive? It's impossible for them to be standing in front of me now. It's been two years since she left me behind, and now she's back? How is that even possible? She was dead.

My heart sank as I saw someone who I had lost two years ago standing right in front of me.

My knees grew weak, and my heart raced as I witnessed her smiling and talking to my fiancé, Kamil.

It was her, with that same beautiful smile and her emerald eyes shining with affection as they locked gazes.

It felt like someone had stolen the air from my lungs, making it hard to breathe. If I stayed there any longer, I feared I might faint or even worse, succumb to panic.

I gulped and looked at Rayyan, his face furrowed with concern. "What's wrong, Sehmat? Why are you suddenly sweating?" he asked, his voice filled with worry.

My panic intensified, and Ashan, who was terrified, started tugging at my dress. I had to pick him up in my arms; he was only five years old, so he was light.

I held him close to my chest as he buried his face in the crook of my neck, murmuring, "Sehmi aunty, let's go from here, please." His plea sounded so frightened.

"Yes, Ashan baby, don't worry. We'll go," I reassured him. I explained to Rayyan that both of us were feeling uneasy and wanted to go home as soon as possible.

Rayyan nodded with a furrowed brow, not saying anything. As we sat in the car, Ashan was so frightened that he didn't sit in the back seat. Instead, he sat on my lap, clutching me tightly, his face buried in my neck.

My thoughts kept going back to the moment I spotted Kamil with Nimra. was she real?

"I know he's feeling uneasy or whatever, but that doesn't give him the right to cling to my wife like this. Why is he nuzzling in your neck?" Rayyan grumbled and grunted the whole time.

" he's a 5 year old baby and my nephew, at least stop being jealous of him, Rayyan" i replied calmly with a hint of aggravation.

"Doesn't matter, only I can be this close to you," he grumbled again, shooting annoyed glares at Ashan, which only made him hug me even closer. I tousled his hair and whispered sweet nothings to comfort him.

While I didn't bother replying Rayyan. My mind was too disturbed from what it witnessed.

A dead person being alive after 2 years.

Was it really Nimra? or her doppelgänger?

I don't have any answers.

We reached the penthouse and went inside. I could see Ashan's behavior suddenly change; he seemed completely fine now.