The red string of fate that connects the two soul mates was broken by him, not me, never me.
The fate that was decided by the moon goddess..he tried to change it ,not me.
Why then, was I punished..?

Zairiya grew up believing herself a curse and an outcast to the people she belonged to.She was banished by her pack as she entered this world.Mother Nature took pity on her and granted her only wish, Aeran as her mate, but even that was a cruel joke played on her by the fate.She loved and loved from the very core of her being ,she gave everything for that love,for Aeran, crossing all boundaries to acquire the unattainable love of her mate.
But maybe that was not enough.
Then something disastrous happened and her very soul blackened, turning all that love to hatred so cruel that nothing mattered to her anymore.
Finally she gave in and lost herself forever.
...
Let me tell you a story of love, a story of betrayal, a story of death, a story of Zairi and Aeran.

Falling Heart

The door to my room opened and I sat up suddenly. 


Ma took one glance at the dark room and proceeded to the windows to draw the curtain back,not saying one word to me. 


As the light filtered I shaded my eyes with my hands.It had been days since I last saw the light of the day.I was too far gone in my sorrow to care about anyone else.Even Ma.And I was starting to feel awful about it. 


Whatever happened back in that house,remained with me.I was reminded of it with each breath I took.Nothing and no one could help me erase it.So I did what I could do best.I buried it deep down and let it fester.Let it grow bigger and bigger with time till it consumed me.It swallowed up all the goodness and all the light, leaving only the bitterness.Hate. 
